Friends
You be you, and I’ll be me. Continue reading Friends
You be you, and I’ll be me. Continue reading Friends
Soft as a petal,Strong as the wind,Heart beating wildly,Soul set to spin.Mind open to action,Eyes wide and bright,Finding my love forMyself still alight,Hopeful that morningWill not eraseWisdom of the evening,My confidence and grace. Continue reading Loving Me
Weird to have a warning for a 4-line poem about a coffee mug, but… if you are triggered by suicide, best to avoid this poem. Empty vessel, once full of life,Waiting, ready to be cleansed.Solid but useless without the drug,Nothing but darkness, time to end. Just a little something I wrote because of a visual prompt. A visual prompt is when you close your eyes, … Continue reading Elegy of the Coffee Mug
Depressed Shout out to the depressed Just trying to get by. Keeping eyes open With regurgitated lies I don’t feel happy I’m not even that sad I say I’m hopeful So they don’t feel bad It’ll be okay If tomorrow ever comes But I’ll still be struggling To believe in the dawn. Hello, friends! I thought I’d share a little ditty I wrote as 2020 … Continue reading Pet Hamster Zombie; a Short Commentary on the Longevity of Feeling Meh
There comes a time when one must realize an end. We are here on borrowed time, Using borrowed bodies, hearts, and minds. Our memories and actions will be erased. Only our souls, memoryless, Shall endure as maturing beings. We are immortal, but our bodies are not. Life is an overwhelming And educational condition. Soul to souls to soul, visceral bodies spent. Only our true cores … Continue reading Immortal
Shift, a Poem by Lucidity Lamb Continue reading Shift, a Poem
Time presses me forward and calls me back. I remember, regret, remain, react. Daily life skitters, plain and dull. I waste it pursuing an unworthy goal. Too tired to rise, too busy to sin. Uncomfortable in aging skin. Things I wanted have faded away. Now I dream of some future day. But when I can sit calmly in the sun, I’ll be dreaming of adventures … Continue reading Time, Animate
Mediating on different subjects is a wonderful thing to do, but it’s not meditation. To me, meditation, by definition, is on nothing. Yet, every other article on the subject is about meditating on nature, on change, on your purpose.. on something. When you are starting out, it can be useful to have something to think about. And it is always good to take time out … Continue reading Meditating on Nothing
A poem for anyone standing on the edge of a change, like me. Continue reading Edge of Ending, a poem
When roses rest, They are still beautiful. Their scent becomes stronger, Their color more vibrant. When I grow old, I’d like to be like a rose, Personality clear, Treasured until the end. Continue reading When Roses Rest
This delicious pasta dish serves eight and features breaded chicken and mozzarella cheese atop a garden tomato sauce. A vegetarian alternative is available, too! Continue reading Chicken Mozzarella Pasta Bake Recipe
I would like to beA little more freeBut this burden is heavyWith my self-imposed needAnd it won’t be lighterUntil I have the timeTo remember how littleIt takes to survive. Continue reading A Little More Free