A Juniper

Major discoveries, enlighten with the Juniper
Deliberate, family action moves forward To nourish with love and feasting
Discoveries at Juniper a fountain

Deliberate distractions are sent

Together they intervene

Restore and resetting a broken heart

The Juniper vine is blooming

Deliberate water and new beginnings
Ones to Intervene is found anew
Friends and families love to nourish

Living Juniper to flourish

Deliberate care and doting

Conversations intervene and shining

Light to nourish and darkness fleeing

The flowering Juniper strengthening

Deliberate airing and faring

More conversations intervene questioning

Ahh, she is breathing and is nourishing

Sigh of relief for the Juniper will go on

Deliberate pleasantries are restoring

No longer ignoring, conversations intervene

Nourish life, as it is always fragile.

poem Sharon Rose T. ©


Discoveries October 4, 2008

Juniper October 7, 2008 Both Photos FLCKR

Revisitation



childhood memory
never last far in the past
small horse and small girl

Sharon Rose T. ©

Sharon Rose T. ©





Women In The Silence

Secrets never uttered
Mysterious secluded
All rationale eludes her
As darkness imitates light

 poem by Sharon Rose T. ©


'In Silence'...named photo by Martikson

Pic from flckr

The Friendship

Met you in the café as you forwardly made our acquaintance,
Your affections at first smitten and simultaneously mine,
The brightness of your countenance almost at a shine,
Half decade of Life mourning suddenly he shall enhance,

Together, meals, moments and comets an unlikely friendship we do share,
Finding feet in the swirl, affections evolving embraces, in many public places,
Colossal and hirsute offering solace, significantly close paces,
Hindsight comes, pressures and occurrences, refrain beginning to ware or dare,

Off you are, time gone, remembrance arises, that clandestine feminin appears,
Dejection rendezvous, suddenly reality, mourning ensues relentless,
My affection in the wrong hands, altogether darkness never hid,
Hearken crying eyes, my affection in the wrong hands, unrequited all fears,
Relentless years of in clandestine pain, together seared, darkness endless,
Restraining love, mourning, innocent in His loving plan, not slid,

Liken to a soul mate’s Request, falls on seared and deafen ears, betrayal,
Wondrous hearing, crushing news, thunderous noise, obedience, pulpit nudges,
Sanity’s grasp foreworn, reinfusion, not forsaken, in His living portrayal,
Unconditional love, always, no curses, my chamber heart, not so amass twin pudges.
Unconditional love, restrained love, and reminiscent better to have The Beloved,
Endless darkness, temporal abode fleeting, Kingdom Come, Will Be Done.

 

I think I'll leave it. Now it fits Pantoums.

Sharon Rose T. ©

Koffie

Koffie
tan , swirl
buzzing, talking, laughing,
creams, syrups, agitates, ice
Freezing, blending,
wet,translucent,
water

 Thursday, Sept. 11,2008

Beautiful Fractures Defences Down

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
what could have been,
ninety days living in a beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
holding while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
what could have been,
sharing lunches in a beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
walking while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
caring in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
carress while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
normalcy in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
gentleness while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
lifetime in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
love while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
companion in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
missing while the defences down.




Sharon Rose T. ©

Hearing Gone Awry

Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
You know He what said when came upon you,
That still small guidance,
Sad that he does not comprehend,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
He showed you something lovingly beautiful,
That still small guidance,
Some won’t submit to Him,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
He lets you glimpse the love He has for you,
That still small guidance,
Maybe he is borne dyslexic,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Suddenly there is no blame,
That still small guidance,
Knowing does dog not equal God,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Never questioning the big plan of His,
That still small guidance,
Discerning his pain and the word unfulfilled,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Realize it is time for another five year hiatus,
That still small guidance,
Struggling to maintain the heart He heals,
With loving patience and self-sacrificing He holds us,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?

Because he never knew Him,

That still small guidance,

Him wanting to fulfill you with His treasures,

Seek Him cry after Him soon He will not be found....


Sharon Rose T. ©

Somewhere

Somewhere?
Can't find it,
Somewhere?
Can't find him?
Somewhere?
Oh, he found me,
Somewhere?
I was speechless,
Somewhere?
I was breathless,
Somewhere?
I love him,
Somewhere?
He loves himself,
Somewhere?
I was heartbroken,
Somewhere?
I know where,
Somewhere?
Oh, he rejected me,
Somewhere?
I don't like to sell,
Somewhere?
He took advantage,
Somewhere?
He didn't know me,
Somewhere?
He quit,
Somewhere?
He'll find me,
Somewhere?
He'll get to know me,
Somewhere?
The one for me,
Somewhere?
Who can love me,
Somewhere?
Like I love him,
Somewhere?
He'll love me.


Sharon Rose T. ©

created 08/29/08

Who Started This Tradition, Anyway?

Summer is apparently over for the tourists. I have often been amused at the closing of so many establishments at the Labor Day week-end holiday. Like the beach life is over, who started that tradition anyway. Now is when the fun starts and all our friends return to the area now that the tourists and fugitives will be expelled for the winter. I guess the lapse of time is only for the tourists, who started that tradition anyway?

Take back the serenity and put on clothes lest you stand out like your selling. That's soooo what. I don't care that your mind is not where mine is I worked in medical fields so long that bare skin anywhere leaves me unenlightened. Once you've seen thousands of anything it gets to be a rare occasion to see anything new. Nothing new is just what is. If you keep seeking that mess it will eat you up it is like drugs ....a dear old dead friend told me once that it was called more. Until people had no control or no life and no wife. I believed him, he had no wife. Personally I look for brains.

Now we can eat and eat without the guilt of knowing that 50 million people are standing in a two hour line desperate to get a meal cooked that tastes like food. Our favorite restaurant lines will be down to 30 minutes which is just as fast as the delivery guys. Oh yes, I know about food. My fridge is littered with take out menus and not one person to share them with at the moment that is. But that will change as soon as all the normal people will be back into town.

Ahhhh....what is normal? People who don't mind tourists and traffic and just plain noise, but they despise clanging dishes in restaurants because they did not pay money to hear them slammed around. They love people and music and laughing and all weather. But not the frantic rushing of people trying to cram one months business into one week of tourists.

We can dance and party without the drugs and alcohol because we have a brain, and can dance without mood altering enhancements that makes others look like toppling towers. Close ups without numbness is so much more! A la natural! Real life begins. Try it one drink limit or none challenge and just eat and have fun everywhere you go. You will actually hear what people are saying. Instead of nodding after not hearing a word with your fake laugh.

Laugh and have some fun. Well, that's the great part when living at the beach it is like having traveled two cities without having to make reservations and buying a second home. The whole environment changes twice a year. Plus we have colleges which keeps it all young and worthwhile. Youth...

Where does the youth go? When it starts going it goes. You know its bad when your tan line has a white streak where some parts may droop. I'll leave that to your individual imaginations. Anyway this will all pass. My old saying is This Too Shall Pass. Maybe I post an mp3 to that effect soon.

New people! New season! Ready! Set! Go!
created 08/27/08
Sharon Rose T. ©