Passionate

I am woman questing… a warriorslashing bondsof painful past an aerialistbalancing strifewith fleeting bliss a she-reptileshedding distrustin vulnerability, growing I push throughthe tangled mazeof personas, seek a truth that frees my spiritand roots my essenceinto blessed being For I am womanwith a quest…striving on… (Art my own. I call her The Mother Tree)

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Photographer’s Dream

Examining the intricaciesof a spider’s weaving Marvelling as a mother raccooncarries her babies one by onewhile a bobcat prowls the tree line Delighting in the birth of a calfanticipating the arrival of more Wonder and trepidationcoinciding – and I, behindlens, am child againwide-eyed baskingin the glorious outdoors.

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In Essence, Human

My faith is goat steady – surefooted in rocky times – I keep her within sight, safely separated. Store her with potential – mountain lion persistent – set them on the other side of vision – lock myself away. It’s the tigress in my heart that unsettles me the most – certain by her pacing […]

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Dance in Denial

Autumn dons a mask, regales the changing season, ignores Winter’s threat – and I too, dance, brightly clad, deny the nearness of death.  

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I Am Fire

Forged in a crucible of fire my essence is flame – I smoulder in silence burn in indignation ignite with passion – stir these embers if you dare. (Image from personal collection.)

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Emboldened

Subtlety unknown, Spring’s repertoire bold and bright – soul responds in kind.

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Spark

Body falters, mind the same, but spirit dances, lithe as a flame.

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Keep Imagining

Elaborate, the tree forts imagination envisions Indifferent, the rationale that overpowers inspiration I balk, abandon hope, build a wall instead, forgetting… Creativity is not linear, tolerates input, planning, some alternatives preferred. (Featured image from personal collection.   Doesn’t it just say:  “Climb me!”?  This image is a Live Oak, in Texas, and is available on […]

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Calling

Is this inherent restlessness, a fiery blue spark of eternal angst igniting passion – a call to write? (Image from personal collection)

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Fluttering

Somewhere inside, beneath the noise of to do’s, or regrets, buried so deep, that I disbelieve it exists, and yet… there it is – pulsating in sleep, disrupting idle moments – a hum, a breeze, a niggling, as if I’ve trapped passion, like a firefly, jarred it in some inner cellar… and still, it glows […]

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