Oklahoma Wildflowers
Growing with friends
Oklahoma Wildflowers
Love~Love~Love~Love~Love~Love
Love~Love~Love~Love~Love~Love…Color Therapy
A little bit of Ombre in her soul
She had a little bit of Ombre in her soul
Colorful as she is…still an abiding sadness
Why am I so sad she asked me
I have no answer but I know she does
I feel invisible I shared
I feel invisible too
Maybe in the trying for visibility
We miss the ones who see us clearly
Momma I see you
Baby girl I see you too
Oh she said I think I’ll rest now
She had a little bit of Ombre in her soul
Love Grows Here…just a doodle
Love Grows Here
In this garden of Hope
Hoping for Kindness
Hoping for Gentle
Hoping a reaching hand
when I need it most
Love Grows Here
Surround me with Love
I need you to~🌸~Surround me with Love~🌸~
Happy Hour 😄
I’ve sat in this very spot before and maybe her the feeling of happy. I can’t say that I’m happy, I’m not sad; I’m content and 100% present . I do have a huge “missing” feeling but no sadness with it just a content heart. It’s not Happy Hour that’s from 2-4 pm but I’m happy. Oh hey it worked!! 😄 Hum! Interesting!
Tidal Waves
Whoa Belinda’s Tidal wave just washed over me! Whoa I love this! I need to get a fan! ❤
Love’s story untold…waiting for Belinda…Tidal wave
Love washes over us like tidal waves
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Contradictory in explanation
It makes sense
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Terrifying – yet exhilarating
Pleasurable – yet painful
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There is confusion in the spoken word
There is clarity in body language
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Speak to me in tidal waves
That I understand the power and intensity of emotion
Love’s story untold…waiting for Belinda to tell the story! ❤ I think this might be my romantic side showing. Yep it is!
Art for Belinda~She waits no more…poem by Belinda
She waits…
Seated on a bench…
For the one that inspires
The music of her soul
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Violin seeking her caress
Strings taut with tension
Emotional outpour impending
If only she would play
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But she’s lost in thought
Pondering the meaning in roses and thorns
Love and pain synonymous
How can that be
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A gentle breeze carries a familiar scent awakening her senses
Bringing into focus the beauty of the delicate petals
And the reminder that no instrument is to be left untouched
She waits…no more
These beautiful words from my friend Belinda!
Here you go B this just came out! I have no idea what story she has to tell but I know you will.
xoxo
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