• WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

    The human heart is bigger than you know, so big it can contain our infinite, mobius universe. Even better, it knows a meadow is the place to find our soaring soul in a red tailed hawk, snuffling mice, and infant flowers no one will...

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    • This felt much like I just did some meditation and it feels good.

      I love going out into nature and just sitting there listening to the sounds. I heard them here.

      Just me and Mother Nature…and she appreciates the visits.
      j.

    • Me too, Jacob, but just think of the millions of New Yorkers have no idea…
      Vol

    • ‘‘ you surely know the most
      important thing you will ever
      do is lie down on the grass and
      stick your fingers deep in the
      dirt from which you are made.’

      You’re words are as near my reaon for becoming a garden designer, Vol. Lying on your back amongst buttercups and daisies knowing the sky is up ‘there’, looking down is – a miracle. Tis believed that time outdoors is one of the greatest healers; we’re taken away from a world that is gradually disappearing! Before it disappears, may I join you, sir!

      • Emma,
        My dreams have so much room in them…
        It does have a bit of biographical leaning I think you caught… I remember reading a Virginia Woolfe short story where the main character is at a window watching her hostess puttering in the garden. It was there that my fantasy of a British cottage was built…
        Vol

    • ANYTHING Virginia Woolfe has written is more than fine with me, Vol. Her range and sense of emotion is second to none in my book (arghh – not meant as a witticism!) Strange tho’, have been called similar cos in the Summer and wandering my garden need wear a widebrimmed HAT cos of my fair skin, plus I shove bits and pieces into the TRUG I’m carrying. Either that – but far less ‘romantic’, am pushing a wheelbarrow about! Yes, ejg also putters!

    • Joy,
      My mind’s eye thinks your wheelbarrow is sexy, Nd working in your garden with you there is a work of art…
      Vol

    • How very kind.. have never thought of my wheelbarrow like that – laughing! There IS something natural and bare of artifice in gardening. Can spend hours outdoors, keeping my garden as natural as possible. Not a gardener for self or anyone else in making it out of excess wooden this and that or layers of brick all over the place! A little persuasion can work on people, some of the time. But would rather lose a job than polish and vacuum the all about!

      Depending on your place in this space we call ‘home’, am always looking for a helping hand or few!

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    Voices Carry     keep silent or face the consequences "Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte" or we will chop off the hand holding the rose or the TV host spewing political jokes that used to be as acceptable as helping ourselves to the last spoonful of mashed potatoes.   keep silent or the...

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    "AWAKEN!"

                             "A w a k e n !"         Surround our hearts with endless song,            across this world of lies.         Let's listen close to what went...

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    • And it doesn’t help that all our leaders seem to be making every move to have more and more and more power.

      The people’s voices these current days are just “blowin’ in the wind.”

      Love the sentiment and the feel of this piece.
      j.

    • Thank you Jacob,
      Yes, I totally agree!!
      Thank you for your review.
      Appreciate it,
      Lisa

    • Powerfully penned, Lisa. Excellent write my friend, there are so many casualties in war. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thank you so much Damian for taking the time to review my writing.
      All my best,
      Lisasview, now in Spain

    • Lisa,
      I have long thought that war is the main identifier of humankind. The only question is, where is the mine where we can dig for our “humanity?” Where does “human kindness” come from? I mean is it “shame for who we really are” so, we try to justify ourselves? It seems that no matter how good our intentions, the end is always a disaster, and nothing we build can last. So here we are dancing in the desert, just trying to carry on…
      Vol

    • Yes, great line “Dancing in the Desert” and oh so true.
      Thank you for reading my poem Vol
      Lisasview, now in Spain

    • As far as I’m concerned – if war is such a successful event – why has there been more than one??? Who set all others going and managed to have weapons ready and waiting? Why have some countries managed to remain neutral and not be drowned in white feathers? Why hasn’t time produced enought wisdom to choose leaders who can discuss what needs discussing sanely, intelligently, unselfishly, with quiet wisdom and HONESTY?

      Your words are sane and helpful, honest and sans greed – seems wars are begun by anything and anyone with entirely the opposite attitude. How and why? Does jingoism have a big part in it or what?

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