FALL is on its Way

 In the PA WILDS

Sept 7, 2010 Memory

 Fabulous weekend....minus the 20+ mile killer bike ride on Sunday with not enough water....had to fix that with being taken out to dinner...and Ben and Jerry's icecream for dessert!  :  )

If I had written

 Last picnic

It might have been stated differently:

Let this picnic

Not ever be our last

Instead

Let’s hope for many more

A loaf of bread

Some grapes & cheese 

A simple lunch

Please

Unfold a quilt & 

Let’s languish by the side of the sea

Wander & wonder

Amongst bright orange

And yellow leaves

Winter is sure to come

And with warmth of a fire

And your love

Last Picnic

 Last Picnic

Before the fall rains arrive, Let's have one more picnic,

Now that the leaves are turning color And the grass is still green in places.

Bread, cheese and some black grapes Ought to be enough,

And a bottle of wine to toast the crows

Puzzled to find us sitting here.

If it gets cold--and it will--I'll hold you close.

Night will come early.

We'll study the sky hoping for a full moon

To light our way,

And if there isn't one, we'll put all our trust In your book of matches And my sense of direction

As we go looking for home.

“Light the Match”

I check

 Now and then

If you write it 

I will read it

Layers

 Yellow, lavender, orange framed by dark shadowy trees.

I’d like to take out that clump in the middle. 😄

The Skuye

Holds Alluring Elegance

Evening Splendor 

Afternoon Winsomeness

Late Day Charm

A lovely area!
 

CHAOS

 Maybe that’s the best description.

Items being sorted, packed, 

Moved to the living room, the porch

No other place to put items

That belong to a long passed MIL

Saving them for the son

Who wants them saved

But will go into shock when he sees the amount of unused 

Long forgotten items.

Then

Unpacking my stuff

Or some of it.

Half will probably stay packed.

Too much STUFF!

I won’t be taking a UHAUL to heaven tho.

I can easily leave the STUFF  behind.

Days are getting easier

But still so much to do.

I try to enjoy the sky & beautiful countryside during small parts

Of each day.

Consumed

 Maybe even frozen

Agitated

Aggravated 

Conflict every day.

Sleepless nights

Surrounded by clutter

Disarray

Lost emotionally.

Only finding peace

When I sit with the dawgs.

I SHOULD HAVE STAYED

Maybe another month? Another year?

I don’t know.

 There’s a song - A thousand years ~ doesn’t quite apply to our situation but I do feel like I’ve loved you for a thousand years.  

I know you, but I don’t know you.  

I understand you, yet I don’t.

So much of our time spent together 

will 

oft be thought of when the moon shines full until it slivers away.

Will oft be thought of when a gentle breeze rustles fall leaves

Will be oft thought of When the skuye sends up the colors of blue earth shadows, lines of orange 

And fluffy pinks until the sun sinks.

A Journey

It’s been a journey 

Almost 17 years

From passions fire to coals gone cold

Never forgotten 

A bond so sweet

Stirred a gentle breeze

A few lingering embers

Caught to flame

And yet again to wain

Gentle, kind, your love so sweet

Could not compete

And you turned the other way

With stranger pull from elsewhere.

In loves journey

Take a stand

Let loves passion fire

Love -wild & free

Our hearts are tangled

Complicated

When we are together

It’s hard to define

It’s comfortable

A warm embrace

And inner desire held back

It’s a dance of joy accompanied by pain

So complicated adding strain

A kiss meant for the cheek?

Somehow met lips

Almost awkwardly 

Like teenagers first kiss were we.

We tried again

But it’s complicated

Lacking total release

Of love and friendship deep

We find peace and companionship

Warmth in the embrace and unspoken love

It’s complicated 

For me

Not quite understanding

Why we couldn’t “be”

I love you that is true

But why couldn’t we-just be?

 I’m wondering 

Where are you?

Do you see the same moon

As I do?

Haiku by me

 

“THEY” will never break me! “They All went to the same school!”

 

Life Springs Eternal

 Life sometimes feels like a death march

Trodden over parched ground.

Yet,

Underneath,

“Something” awaits to spring anew.

“Life” is Creation, God given

“Life” is not meant to be death

“Life” is a renewal, an awaking, a refreshing reminder

The spring rains come and renew the earth

And awaken life

A refreshing reminder of life & creation.

“Spring Rains” come and renew the soul

A refreshing reminder of life and love 💕 

Let “SPRING” happen to you!

Aoml2u4eva

Lastitis

 I became very emotional today while flying over the golden mustard, rice fields and high Sierra.

It’s been a beautiful journey and I don’t want it to end.

A beloved place, seen from high above

I “si-erra” for miles and miles 

Mono Lake

Life is a Journey

lots of colorful rocks (adventures) along the path.

Love in its essence is spiritual fire.” — Seneca

Love

Pablo Neruda I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way.

What is one memory

of us that you revisit often in your mind?

The Sun Sets Earlier There

MARCH 18, 2012

Stuck just off I 80 @ Weimar in bad sleet/ snow...aborting our hike to codfish falls.

I want

to post, but this format issue is holding me back. what do I do?

Why do my posts not post correctly?

all jumbled up words not in correct format? is there some setting I dont know how to use?

Beginnings Life starts out In innocent frame All of us Just the same Tiny cells Splitting and forming An act of Someone higher Flaming up the fire The time of ripening comes Signaling birth Sending us outward Into a forbidding earth Yet ripe we are not Still time to grow and learn But in all declining While for life we yearn The PARADOX of life Constantly growing Constantly dying Constantly reforming

Red in the Morning

the F word isn’t necessary here. What other word would be more appropriate to fit the beauty?

Rain

torrential, bleak, cold my mind, heart & soul is the same torrential thoughts bleak & aching to my very core sad time so much time so many shared thoughts deep from my soul how can a person love like this basically unable to fully let go elsewhere and thus allow ones self to connect with the person they love? it is possible you know to let go of the fear that holds you i have been afraid many times gripped with fear but each time it got easier first one step and then another until the chains broke free. thenlife throws another curve ball and I get to start all over again. if ya wanna help ive got tape ive got boxes

Tribeca

The Seven Levels of Intimacy

"imagine living your whole life and never being really known by anybody."

Love

you are capable of love with the right person. you will know it, you will feel it, you will express it. that person will understand and you will trust that person to protect your heart.

Lighting the Match

Friendship

ever evolving melding with another thoughts shared baring the soul trusting that you will not be forsaken embracing pain and sorrow sharing great joys holding with in your heart a love so deep a mix of eros & philia