Alice, today, throughlooking glass, darkly. Vision of you, there,back of branches, lightly. Running toward that,swiftly moving away. Forest closes in,or maybe expands. Yearning leaves streakson veins of old kisses. Bowed and turned,soul whispers reflection. Feel a light embracefrom behind the mirror. ©2011 Joanne Sprott
Forgiveness
The longer I live,the more I give.The more I forgive,the happier I live. A longevity of giving;a giving for-ness of living.A love remembered;a mistake forgotten. Why loss in life?Why will to live?Why, this meanslife is to forgive. Loss is the deal.Meditate on memory.Fill in with love.Nowhere else to bewhen life is a flood. © 2012 […]
The Muse
Look out! The muse is loose,all a-glitter and a-shake in her mermaid self.One grab and all you’ve got is a handful of scales for your trouble. Listen carefully; what you wantcould be a stray note from her full lips,as she wriggles off to the other shore,singing and laughing merrily off-key. Take that note; that’s all […]