One Remarkable Storm

Even though the storm feels over
I don’t ever mind the rain…
Or the stain
I don’t want to be the same

So what if there’s a stain
from
One remarkable storm
Soaked to the bone

This is worth it to me…
I’m no saint, but honestly
Can I be transformed?

Hearts are weather makers…
Have you heard
Salvation comes in the morning?

Baptized by truth
I have reaped what I’ve sown
It was worth it to me

It’s weird that I feel this way
I thought it would be more quiet
Instead of quaking…this aching

from

One remarkable storm

Think big baby…2020


I think…there’s always
Something more
I think A BIG SO…something
Cause, we all have wings
It’s 2020, I’m flying
Let’s FLY Baby

Can I live with this? I can.

I never dreamed flying would be like this…

Memories hold you

Memories hold you

Thoughts of you unfold me

I can still hear your voice

What about me, where will I go?

I can’t remember my response

I knew at that moment as

Your word nestled inside my heart

Christmas never comes without

Stirring up your words

I love how memories hold you

The sweetness of the bittersweet

Thoughts of you like that

Butterfly garden friends

Folks the butterflies are still showing up. 🦋 My bushes are blooming again, calling all butterflies to my butterfly garden 😊🦋💜

I’m just a simple man

artbyMichelleMarie

      • I’m just a simple man

nothing much matters to me

except for this corner chest

inside a silver dollar from my dad

and this here leather chair

where I sit

      • I’m just a simple man

as long as I have food

and a roof over my head

life is good

today my breakfast tasted different

somedays it tastes great but not today

      • I’m just a simple man

he said not much matters

but the things that matter

today the simple man was sad

a foreboding sadness that dogs him

chases him down and sets upon him

      • I see the simple man

in his simplicity, in his sadness

I didn’t know it was that simple

Didn’t realize he was simple

Nothing is ever simple to me

except the simple man

Transformation

Transparent transformation

paints her soul teal green

translucent invisible…ღ…love…ღ…

of self…ღ…she paints…ღ…

”Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Do you love yourself? Do you love your neighbor? Something to ponder. ღ

Have a beautiful day!

Outside my back door! 🧡

She lent me her wings

Over here please follow
You see the tree of hush
Is where the fairy wings grow
Please try them you simply must

Oh no, I said to her
I simply cannot fly
I know you won’t believe me
So let’s not even try

She wasn’t having any
Of my words to stop her there
She plucked from the hush tree
This beautiful blue pair

I can’t fly I said, I just can’t
I’ve tried so very long
I began to realize, and I think
I don’t belong

With a little twinkle of her eyes
I arose up in the air
Now you’re flying, she said and laughed without a care

Remember to not look down
When you see the hush tree
Do not make a sound
Fairy wings grow there 😉

For my sweet Pink friend Jeanne Marie.

Lost in a world of words

Along the streams, the Stoney brook
Took me to the other side
Reality, yet a fantasy
I hurry deep inside

Your words they seem to capture
They memorize me so
They show me that my world
It is little, just…  And so

I get tired
My head gets full
I stop reading

I think I have gathered enough words, to last me a lifetime… Peace

 

Disclaimer: This is not about anyone particular person, but more about the state of my mind that gets full of words. It’s hard for me to sort it all sometimes. So I get lost in art and such. Just so you know…I never tire of reading just, processing so much. ❤