The Fear of Rain

So hard to wake knowing what’s at stake.

An endless day of rain to wash out the pain.

Puddles of grief turn to lakes of disbelief.

A flood ensues to carry over that which soothes.

A dawn, a day, and hope that we all play.

An empty street filled …dreams that fleet.

Watch the drops until the rain finally stops.

Oh how I long for the day that it finally washes all our fear away.

Happy Birthday to Zrtist!!

I just wanted to wish a very happy birthday to the amazing Zrtist!

Enjoy your 21st Birthday.  Again… 

Love Always,

The Webmistress [mask and whip sold seperately]

Red Coat for a Friend

Please remain the person you are as others will follow in your footsteps. We hold our heads high as we walk the halls of those who fought before us. For it is their passing that gives us life and their life that gives us hope.

From a warriors hand

From the hand of a warrior, tosses time in the air, knowing of life with concern and fare.
Spinning and twirling, repeatedly, blanks top from bottom.
A closer look reveals the complete circle of men that blossom. Hands held tightly for these are our friends.
Spinning and twirling, repeatedly, blanks beginning from end.
A closer look reveals a container of men with no end. Hands held tightly for these are our brothers and our friends.
Spinning and twirling, repeatedly, blanks highs and lows.
A closer look reveals a life we once chose. Side by side, we stand, through stratum and strain.
Spinning and twirling, repeatedly, smoothes the spin of a circle with four corners.
A closer look reveals a circle with four colors. Arms locked, securing or growth, we welcome the spirits oath.
Spinning and twirling, repeatedly, blanks all direction. A closer look reveals each challenging section.
Now resting in the palm of a warrior’s delight, the sphere’s circle is true and tight.

Burning Stallion and his Warrior

A warrior just finished some hard work with his spiritual advisor. And proclaims he feels much “lighter” now! The advisor speaks to him from wisdom. “A fit of emotion after a well fought battle can make any soldier feel lighter. Shed thy armor that straps the soul, sequester the mind from its bind. Feel the beat of your heart that which is lord. Now go ride with stallions of belief and fight for your right to stand true amongst noble men.” 

IV.

Food is the body and mind.  Knowledge captivates the soul.  Feelings are the looking glass to our spirituality.

III.

We break free from chains that bind our common ways when lights beam freedom.  Strive and beat the drum of forgiveness that moves us into tranquility.  Let me free, let me free to see and live the life of golden truths without a hand of remorse that stretches time.  Be free, be free beckons the cry of lost souls that show us the way.  Stand atop the hill and be strong.

II.

Smiles are for everyone that shares in the belief that destiny is the one thing we all share.  With love and admiration comes joy and wisdom.  Stick with the passion in your heart and let it steer you in a direction that stands for perfection.

I.

A tropical blend of fresh beauty and foliage.  We grow in life and strive to lift our feelings as flowers rise to the sky.  We cleanse our thoughts with exciting aspirations as rain offers petals a chance to breathe and support new life.  Together we are a common unit working at our own pace to reach a familiar place… Life!

Do fish get fish breath?

Flounder around until the sun bakes our dreams away.  Guppies in streams of grey pulsating the days away.  Flip flop, flip flop a way of showing discontent for the day.  Salmon colored skies reminds of days gone by.  No hope in sight no dreams to come true.  Poor little Davie we will miss you…