What if the world we live in, the one the fear-mongering news media has created, what if that world didn't exist?
What if the world we live in was filled with love and hope and goodness?
What if the world we live in was less violent than it's ever been in the history of our planet?
What if we believed that?
What if it were true?
What if you woke each morning and lived your day believing, knowing, embracing that truth?
Sometimes I feel like I am sitting in a jury box. Sequestered before a wall of screens, being fed only the information the news media wants me to believe. We've all been sucked in. But, I'm tired of that violent, raging world portrayed by the news media. I don't believe we live in a world like that.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
two creatures were stirring, a cat and a mouse (hamster really);
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that someone (mom or dad) would find time to prepare.
Walking this night in Los Angeles, cool, drizzling, quiet, makes me think of NY even though it’s nothing like New York. I think about the energy. I think about how alive I felt. I think about the crowded streets, suffocating with life.
I'm on top of the world lookin' down on creation and the only explanation I can find is the love that I've found ever since ...
This secret garden at Manitou Galleries was magical on this beautiful fall afternoon in October. Filled with bronze sculptures of animals so delightful in their lure I could almost hear them chatting. Ravens, bears, lions ...
Poem originally published September 23, 2016 in Love and Ensuing Madness on
Rat's Ass Review
Warning Graphic - 18+ Audience suggested.
Play me, Tempt me, Pursue me
Go ahead. Enjoy the fruits of your labor. I am here for your enjoyment.
I won’t break.
I’ll come when you call. I’ll jump at the chance. I’ll enjoy the challenge.
I won’t refuse.
This is the fun part. I’m a good sport. I won’t disappoint. I want to be better.
I won’t fall.