Breakfast for Woodland Creatures…
The crimson berry
hangs innocent and fruitful,
ready for harvest.
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Poetic, Positive thoughts and pictures on finding magic in everyday living
The crimson berry
hangs innocent and fruitful,
ready for harvest.
Words and by Magical Normal Life
Cheerful petals soak
up haloed morning sunlight
with golden honey.
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Stairs creep tiptoeing
upward past tree lined fears to
find heavenly stars.
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Pink blooms floating forth,
billowing cotton candy
misty-air blossoms.
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Cee’s Flower of the day https://ceenphotography.com/2020/10/17/fotd-october-18-dahlia/
Cinnamon swirled
air mingled with sugar dusted
cake pops, sprinkled pink.
Youthful eyes taste and
grasping fingers unwrap in
Christmas-like delight.
Deep hum drum, drumming
conversations, smell mellow
against youthful cheer.
This earthly backdrop
providing tarnished silver
wisdom-filled lattes.
Yet… wonder-filled joy
oversteps wisdom, asking
for tall “sky-high” chairs
Looking down upon
low voices, scented amber,
bliss eats a cake pop.
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Staying in silence…
Is the invisibility cloak that protects our pain from the judgement of others.
It shields us from the pained eyes,
Shocked faces,
And closed body language…
Of those in which we share our story.
But courage tells us to share our story anyway.
Because by sharing our pain,
We allow others to understand that they are not alone.
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Throw back Friday – First published September 16th, 2018
Gliding together
across the lake, to the nest.
Babies need a nap. 🙂
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I am not ready
to let go of Summer soft
breezes for cold snow.
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Masoned stone crumbles
hidden by green-mossed armies
of ancient patterns.
Chiseled scars lead
visions of bloody muscled
hands grasping at dreams.
Smoke curled fires
once smoldering in blue orbs
and sleepy lashes.
Now burst misty
showers, heavy and wet with
lingering ballods.
Of a distant home
holding laughter filled stories
of a family.
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Lurking black night enfolds life breath,
With soft covered sounds that flow and ebb.
Stars dripping purple, silently soak
Sparkled green dust to a world that is broke.
Moon rising, Moon reaching beyond icy grasp,
Steel fingers wipe wordlessly…
All that we ask.
The creator’s hand paints
Gold-spilled lines revealing,
Lurking black nights enfolded in healing.
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