the mockingbird.... |
the song is the same,
yet ever changing,
a repertoire of love....
three calls,
two calls,
sometimes six.....
none are his own,
each a selection,
each one adopted....
his "playlist"...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 11:37:00 PST |
Peacemaker? |
Enneagram Type 9 - The Peacemaker
Keeping peace and harmony
People of this personality type essentially feel a need for peace and harmony. They tend to avoid conflict at all costs, whether it b...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sun, 11 May 2008 04:36:00 PST |
giving voice..... |
It was an awkward moment. If you've flown Southwest airlines you will relate well....I stood holding a "C" card, waiting as most of the airplane was filled. The "C" cards are no fun, ...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Thu, 08 May 2008 09:54:00 PST |
strong? |
No. Not yet......
Oh this soul is struggling, trying so hard to find solid ground. Optimistic? Usually my nature, one I now see I have taken for granted....
"strong"
That is bold faced lie and...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 03:10:00 PST |
the bees knees....... |
I am sitting on my porch, trying not to wiggle. *smiles* This stillness is not due to the swarm of uninvited guests that are buzzing about....it is due to the unexpected heatwave we are experiencing t...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 05:36:00 PST |
entwined souls.... |
will my eyes join with yours...
and hold that gaze, no doubt nor fear?
the past is left,
those days and hours....
our breath stops short, we draw near
a heart’s embrace, two souls ...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 01:06:00 PST |
without sound.... |
with a bit of magic,
the day began....
yearning,
soft kisses,
gentle hand....
touching my soul,
no dark corners found....
love light,
embraces....
vows without sound
...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 01:29:00 PST |
the cleansing.... |
Another late night, sitting on the porch....soft glow of candles and sleeping dogs my only company.
There is something about the rain, the sound, the heaviness of the air as I breathe deeply.....
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 01:33:00 PST |
the locket...... |
sits untouched,
lying atop a dresser....
set aside,
though not forgotten
a green eyed gaze,
stops,
lingers,
clouds,
memories flood....
"why?"
fingers brush cold metal,
no l...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 12:14:00 PST |
to love..... |
she gazes out,
sea filled eyes,
awestruck.....
like a child
the waves reach the shore,
caressing feet,
circling ankles....
time and again,
reaching out,
endless.....
sands shift b...
Posted by mysterious moon child... on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 12:17:00 PST |
