I am dark shadows and tear-stained cheeks. I am bursting laughter and bruised hips. I am a brooding damp fog and twisted smiles. I am tormented memories and soft silk. I am covered in anguish and measured lines. I am tracing and repeating and inward mind. I am troubled of spirit and a passionate desire. […]
Deep thoughts. I love her energy. The hopefulness and peace that I felt while reading this. It’s springtime in the middle of a pandemic and between the hand washing, concern, disinfecting, and time spent in prayer, I’m thinking about powwows. Thinking about Powwows During a Pandemic
She has beautiful eyes The most entrancing eyes Becoming lost Oh I find myself staring Diving Swimming Floundering A whirlpool Spinning me around Waves cover my face I forget to breathe I willingly drown She’s my oxygen now tara caribou | ©2020
There aren’t many places in the world that make me happy more consistently than the ocean. Or, perhaps, the beach by the ocean (because let’s face it, I’m not out in the water… it’s Alaska, for Pete’s sake). It’s the smell in the air. The wide open spaces. The sounds of seagulls and eagles screeching. […]
at first there was excruciating, agonizing pain sweat on my lip, my heart beat erratically my breathing was uneven, ragged my heart paused skipped, missed, paused again I stopped breathing I kept staring at the window blind without really seeing anything at all everything stretched and elongated like separating a yolk from the white I […]
The longer I looked the more I saw Bits of grey dotted with green Green pushed to pink Pink with yellow centers Beetles skittering, flies bumbling Pollen transfers Little bits of dirt settling here, there A seed dropped, fell to its side Mouse whiskers then a sleek body Tiptoeing a paw flips a leaf over […]
Although my blog doesn’t include photos. I thought, what the hell, I’ll do this one (again). No people. No explanations. Only black and white. (Even though if I’m honest, which I am, I’ll happily answer questions.)
Although my blog doesn’t include photos. I thought, what the hell, I’ll do this one (again). No people. No explanations. Only black and white. (Even though if I’m honest, which I am, I’ll happily answer questions.)
Just a turn down, just a wandering look, when my life seemed to say I’m missing someone when I walked along, when she turned and said come take my hand, if only for today when we loved until, when the clocks ran still time slows down, fills in the empty space with you just a […]
A world in micro with large-ish emotions carefully crafted by a grumpy Canadian and a free-spirited Alaskan.
