Recognition for the Lost Poet

Writers get so little recognition
for the things written
from their ambition.
Words carefully threaded
into the intricate tapestry
of verse.

Long hours of writers block
oftentimes we curse.

Curse at the pages white and pale as snow,
with passion and vigor they write their converse.
to empty ears
it does no good no one hears
except these inaudible pages.

that glower up at us blankly.

Season's Peaches

Hope you're having a peachy day!

Tempus Fugit

Whether you've read this term as a brand on one of your purses or you've been talking to someone who's versed in Latin or speak it yourself. Today, I will giving a overview of the Latin term "Tempus Fugit."

"Tempus Fugit" is a Latin term meaning time flies. In this world of hustle and bustle it is so important for us to remember, we are only here for so long.

Matthew 6:19
"Do not store up treasures for yourself on earth, where moths and vermin destroy and where thieves break in and steal."

In this passage of Matthew, we are told to leave the comfortableness of this world and point ourselves towards heaven. It takes courage and responsibility to live for something greater and not be so caught up in today's pop culture. That something greater translates into simplicity and love for our families and others.

Spread your Faith

Summer's End

Soft scarlet

Slips through my lense

Drops down

Sliding 

Escaping my reach

The warmth is gone from my side

Summer is over.

A Smile's Worth a Million Words

Bouquet for the Day

That Meadowlark Callin'

Take me back Kansas
Take me back where I should be
Take me back farm life
and where the weeds grow
Those sunflowers standin'
where I should go.

Gone for seven
but it feels like ages.
coffee & chocolate
pools & luxury
that meadowlark is callin'
back to me.

The food is amazing here!
cheesecake brownies.
sushi. espresso.
I miss home,
so.

I love your sushi, chocolate and wine.
But, goodness,
Kansas I miss your sunshine!

A Message Written in Spice

One message

Fourteen hands

vibrate

strong like mint.

Cinnamon spice
hot in your mouth

if you get to much...

Vanilla cake is good
in small portions.

Silver Light Cookie

As the lightening strikes the ground
I realize I'm alone.
A silver cloud floats by
One can always hope for a better life.
But that's just dreaming.

I press the dough balls into little rounds.
The cookie of life,
crumbling fast,
Only so much time
for the butter and flour to combine
Before the baker's finished
And God our maker chooses us divine.