Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

that came and focus was lost
she dreamt this place
thoughts rolled around
like a ball in an old pinball machine
the tilt never came until
fingers of a spiritual type ran the energy
her hair looked like she was plugged in
a vague light came off her
some could see that...
people told her the secrets
others told her the illness
she made medicine for them
heat and wind and water

tacos on the porch
with a friend of 30 years
discovering she had a lump
she put her hand over it
her friend said "thank you"
smiling
earlier tears rolled down her face
they were not hers
but she found the one who was crying
these moments
when the tv blocks the neighbors
jehovah s witnesses dont like sage
have to burn it to keep your spirits out of the house
dominon over the earth, her husband and children
ok
but this girl does not play that way
as rude as they are
she still prays for the healing for them

burn the sage and walk where you want to walk....and think like you want to think, and be who you want to be, or not to be...that is the..........fill in the blank

another image-laden romp through the thoughts of someone on a journey ....enjoyed it c-soul....

thanx love it this one--

once the woman had pushed him
the darkness crawled out
from his deeper
crevices
she held him close
nurtured him
falling from the place
he had wanted her to hold
crackling like a beach fire
along the wire
where she yanks
disconnects
he tries again again
no answer