510 And Rose' Wine

Rose' Wine at midnight. Fallin' Rocks shake the room and lights glimmer and dance to the sound of color. Holding tight as the mist carried us into the trusting hands of Love. We danced and laughed until our faces were drenched with dew. Who says that concrete doesn't float? I watched as light blue covered the sky and one single yellow flower stood straight among a thousand red buds. I felt that different before.

The flowerbed clock was perfect from stem to petal. Surrounded by energy that gave hope to those that pretend in fairy tales.

A child runs to his mother. She smiles back, assuring him with a hug. I remember it was 510 and I walked in white just like the maid of the mist.

Ransom

Tonight we celebrated the "Lord's Evening Meal" Can you even imagine knowing that it would be your last supper and through all that pain you still comfort those around you?

People don't always understand what a ransom is. The original sin from perfect man (Adam) had to be paid by another perfect Man, Jesus Christ. God didn't intend for us to live in a world filled with pain, disease, hate and lies. He build a perfect earth and since he gave us that free will from the start, he needed to "set things right" by allowing his son to die so that we could have the chance to live. In a perfect world as did Adam & Eve.

Tears fill my eyes... as I still feel the sting and pain of life.. but REV 21:4 reminds me of things to come.

Corona Has The Blues

I tried to draw you a smile. My palette is missing colors.
It's hard to paint in shades of Gray with a torn up brush
and left over Thursdays.

What it is, Angel? I can hardly hear your voice when you
whisper my name. "I am sad." Life wasn't suppose to be
this way. Death is sleep. Sleep is peace. It's not my
turn. I didn't buy a ticket for this ride. I didn't get
my hand stamped to stay. But I must... for my friends, my
baby blue and my love and respect for the one that holds
the deed.

Sometimes I just get the blues

How Long Is "Awhile"?

I'll just be gone "awhile", I'll see you in "awhile", "We'll talk again in "awhile".

It's been "awhile" since I disturbed my dreams and dusted off my memories. Tears pour down my face like dewdrops melting off of a sun-dripped rose.

Today the grass pretended to be green, the trees were budless though left in the shadow of a cruel winter they still looked half awake.

I could set my clock by sound of birds chirping for food or perhaps just happy that the sun is shinning.

I have my work cut out for me this year. Limbs, landscaping, the pool, bills and more bills but after "awhile" I feel like the only one that contributes.

I look forward to vacations and learning something new. I aim to visit Indiana and photograph all that is true.

Ramblings and babble. Do I really let anyone into my head?

I remember this kind of love. The love that spins you around when you dance, the love that tickles your smile into laughter and causes a calmness when you lay pressed flesh to flesh.

There's a sadness today although the sun is shinning and after "awhile" I'll just cry myself to sleep.

Rehashing

I'm not sure how to define "rehashing" It seems to me as if it's some sort of communication which is a positive step in understanding. Perhaps I'll figure it out. My guess is that words have different meanings for those that put them out there.

I've "rehashed" moments in my life that perhaps I regret or maybe memories that I would love to go back to and visit for awhile. How long is "awhile"? Maybe a lifetime.

So for today, I think I'll go refresh my memory on a few of the things that don't need to be rehashed. Sometimes it's just time to let go.

Goodnight to me.

The Sound Of Metal

Lantana Square was closed. We searched til we found "Burgers In Paradise", Lizard lips and sunglasses. Jimmy Buffet played to the tune of laughter as we fell into complete fullness. "Dessert?" No way, how could that happen after searching for purple dressed to match the bride and groom. I'd rather have a new pair of designer sunglasses. Perhaps, I'd rather have an old pair too.

Silver in color, speed limit 55, "55 stay alive", double nickle and all that stuff. I was reading in the back seat but laughing to myself. I was actually having a great time until I heard those horrible words from the driver's seat... "OH NO" now you may think that those words are rather simple but not when followed by "The sound of metal". Skidding, sliding, holding, listening, tears and sadness. Why are people such idiots? A right U-turn from the left lane into the right lane 5 feet away?

It's time for bed