Dear Girl, YOU Are An Artwork of Un-imaginably, Un-Attainably, Pricelessness ~ Sincerely, Dear Boy
You wake up in the morning. I see you. Your hair is a mess, and your make up smudged around your eyes. When you respond your voice is grumpy with ...
Survival Mode
I shut down. It’s storming and I’ve gone into survival mode – in my cave – guarded – trying to stay safe. No one can touch me – or talk ...
Wild Animal of Hurt and Raging up and Down the Plains of the Heart
Such a long day. A long month. Long years. Slipping by like unwashed, unwanted, laundry. Waiting, but never to be touched. It’s beautiful out. The stars are shining, as if ...
The Day of Flowers, Chocolate, Heroes, Hugs, Letters, and Inspiring Mother Figures
A Sunday morning, but not just a Sunday morning, not just a day of dresses and ties, and services and songs. No, not just another Sunday. This was Mothers Day. ...
“Always there. Right here” – Inspired By Castle and Beckett
Rain is coming down, little drops, then bigger drops. Drip Drop. Tick Tock. Breathe in Breathe out. Constant heartbeat. Thud…thudathud. Swinging back and forth, in the rain, on that swing ...
A Year Minus A Month
A year minus a month ago…I got a message via text. A message I could never let out of my mind. Memorized to the perfection of beautiful poetry. Just like ...
Follow Your Inspiration
This blog has evolved already from what it was in the beginning, and hopefully it will continue to evolve and grow as the months and years go by. Everything that ...
Everything For A Reason
Beautiful days of simple dates, with innocent smiles and shy glances. Of lunches gotten, and the Fortunes of Cookies shared in happy expectations. Of strong arms and hot tea for ...
Smile
A pen in a writer’s hand – can shake the world. A brush in an artists creativity – hearts will be stirred. A curling iron in a best friends sincerity ...
Listen To The Birds
On the rooftop where sun meets skin, a breeze stirs the long dark hair of The Girl Who Smells Like Flowers. It’s a sweats kind of day for her and ...
