RSS Feed

Tag Archives: belief in ourselves

Nomination for the sisterhood award!


sisterhood award

Firstly I want to thank http://suedreamwalker.wordpress.com/2013/11/27/the-sisterhood-of-the-world-blogger-award/
for so kindly nominating me for this award, I am deeply touched by this show of trust.

Source: Shaun not eligible: http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com/2013/11/15/sisterhood-of-the-world-bloggers-award/

~~Rules~~

Provide a link and thank the blogger who nominated you for this award.
Answer ten questions.
Nominate 10-12 blogs that you find a joy to read.
Provide links to these nominated blogs and kindly let the recipients know they have been nominated.
Include the award logo within your blog post.

~~Ten questions to be answered~~

Your favorite color …. The color I most relate to and relax with is blue
Your favorite animal … Dolphins & horses are at the top of my list but I could easily include some more
Your favorite non-alcoholic drink …. Evian water. Many years ago I laughed at someone discussing water thinking what’s the difference until I developed those taste buds of mine and got an inclination for Evian 🙂
Facebook or Twitter … I don’t believe them to be a necessary tool
Your favorite pattern … Wavy
Do you prefer getting or giving presents? I surely prefer giving. I call it an egoistical gesture because I believe I get more out of it than the receiver
Your favorite number … It is 1. Symbolic to beginnings…fresh starts
Your favorite day of the week … Definitely Saturday, an opportunity to disconnect & recharge one’s batteries
Your favorite flower … I like the splash of colors a bunch of wildflowers offers, it represents life, freedom & a healthy cycle of nature
What is your passion? … I have quite a few… The week is too short to practice all of them but the one’s at the top of my list are writing, painting, photography, music, gardening & mainly living a clean organic life among nature

~~I nominate the following women and their blogs~~

~~for this wonderful “Sisterhood of the World” Bloggers awards~~

http://aristonorganic.com/

http://valeriedavies.com/

http://moonramblings.wordpress.com/

http://oilpastelsbymary.com/

http://elenacaravela.wordpress.com/

http://soberidentity.com/

http://dsaquarelles.wordpress.com/

http://catherinemjohnson.wordpress.com/

http://imageryoflight.wordpress.com/

http://earth-rider.com/

http://aplacecalledlove.wordpress.com/2013/11/27/moon-songs/

http://seasonspoetry.com/2013/11/27/the-snow-white-gift-by-diane-denton/

Many thanks again!

Advertisements

I am all that and much more – Sunday 3rd of March 2013


this tiny,yellow,luminous dot ©copyright2013owpp

this tiny,yellow,luminous dot
©copyright2013owpp

I am all that and more
————————–

I have become a tiny yellow dot in the vastness of the galaxies.
Sustaining the starry Prussian blue summer nights
A ball of fury, scorching the moving sands of the deserts
I pick up the privileged, caress them with golden dust
Feed the hungry so they do not congeal in the glaze of a frozen statue.

Your friend or foe, sweet or acrid, hunter…
Pick your cards, choose your destiny.
For I am, the face you want to see…
The choice, the thought you want to feed.
I invade or pervade every square inch of your deepest

I come and go, I am constant.
Blow and form everything into shape
Travel the paths that have been borrowed,
That have not.
I embrace what is shy and simmer what is in the making.

I tread on unfalteringly, come uninvited,
Open doors, crash through walls undeterred.
Grab you in a dance frenzy and cradle your bruised soul
Wipe the sweat off your brow and straighten your hunched mind.
I am the sun, I am the sand, the wind blowing

Tumbleweeds across deserted villages
The speck of dust glittering the surface of a rainbow
Spark in a child’s wondrous gaze
The amusement on the parched lips of the thirsty
Wisdom on the leathered skin of the aged

The notes of music in the autumn rustling leaves
I am all that and more…
I am the love that barks around the corner
Falling into the laps of the unexpected
The beauty showered in the rain of a chosen few

The growling sounds of thunder crashing through
The mountains, intimidating the slumber of nature
Shaking the heavy layers of snow, conducting them
Into an avalanche… commanding you out of inertia
Guiding your mind into the creation of what is me,

You and the plurality of existence
Bringing you back to the reasoning of hope
The meaning of purpose, the golden fabric of growth
Delight and dashingness of youth.
Have you fed the thought you want to be,

Sketched your destiny?
For you are, the tenacity of your stubbornness
The creativity of your genius, audacity in every living flake
The white fluffed duck, gliding on his reflection
Following the line of his ancestors

You are the tiny yellow, luminous dot…
All that and much much more…
For I am you,

I am life.

The impracticality of distance February 1996 readjusted to a prose January 2013


Lido 2012 ©copyright2013owpp

Lido 2012
©copyright2013owpp

Those are writings from the 1990’s which I thought I’d never use due to my
lack of experience then, in writing but to my delight and surprise ( I do
surprise even myself! ) I got down to work on Sunday, took the core and changed
it totally using the words that cried out in attention and putting it in a prose
versus the article it was. I was astonished and

pleased at the result which shows, there is always a time for anything we write,
given we have patience and believe anything is possible with a drop of will 🙂

The impracticality of distance
———————————

One O’clock
All is silent
Each one
Long gone
In their own
Planet of dreams

My mind floats
To many ports
One of them yours.
I think how
Far away
You too are long gone

In your world
Your vision
Inhabiting one
So strange to me.
Doing those same things
Void of mystery.

Eventful or not
Working, unwinding
So simple, so alive
What life is all about.
Practical
And tumultuous.

The ink flows
On my pages
Engraving words
Buried deep
Silence surrounding
This cubicle of thoughts.

Trying to make sense
Of life, of my love
For you.
They are there
Fooling me
Appeasing you

Erasing the,
Impracticality
The impossibility
Of distance.
Secrets of the night,
Leaving the world

Of darkness
Drifting toward
Daylight waking
To sunshine
Bracing a day
With the stamina

Of a professional.
Cold sometimes
Suppressing it,
Wanting to bury
Under covers
Your ingenuity.

Recognizable
Routine
To the bare eyes
Yet different.
By the impracticality
Of distance.