amolinger
Without water for days, she stumbled through the moonlike desert, and velvety night approached on the dome of navy blue sky. A cactus silhouette outlined on the sunset, the promise of a drizzling dip of moisture.
Myths from all over the world combine to create a patchwork of colors, faiths, religions, and stories. The myths from all around the world are like a quilt sewn together to create the fabric of our being.
Carve our initials into the Maple tree,
enclose it in a big heart.
Trace the lines to make a path
for they lead to our future, you see.
The tide unfurled her frothy foam,
revealing a trail of pearly shells
and sharp, sparkling sea glass
like a broken stained window
or beads from a mermaid's necklace.
Sun-bleached hair,
sunkissed skin,
Lake Michigan sparkling blue.
Wrapped up in a blanket with you.
Stars peek through and
Chicago's skyline glitters
like lost confetti
of a dream from not long ago.
I waltzed with Dad
across the ballroom floor.
He twirled me around and around
eyes smiling more and more.
A tear dropped onto my satin dress,
for I was the first to break down
and he twirled me around and around and around.
We waltzed until the end of the song
until he cried too, and asked what was wrong.
It's not the end, not today,
but the beginning. I love you.
Leap off a cliff
of luck,
An Irish cliff
at the edge of the world,
rainbow shining in the
background
and the sea crashes
against ancient rocks.
Matching hearts
Same size, same shape, same color.
The color of love,
dripping from the trees in sunlight.
Matching hearts
The color of love,
shining on my skin,
deeply
soothingly
passionately
soaking
into our bright souls.
Matching souls
woven together
by prismatic music
of eternity.
Cherry. Willow. Redwood. Yew. Oak. Pine. Maple. Birch. Ash.
Wands made of wood.
Soaring above the clouds
the hawk is a predator unseen
Flying on the winds of life--and death
Golden eyes keenly spy its prey
And life evolves another day.