I escaped the news last week...

I Escaped the News Last Weekend

I escaped the news

last weekend, wanting a world

  with everything

set right; I returned to the

sleepy beach hideaway of

  my youth

Tumultuous waves

rolled over one other,

going nowhere really -

Cold rain slapped my face,

drops ran down my neck;

the wind meowed around me.

Unoccupied worn

cedar-shake homes welcomed me,

  the hamlet asleep,

but for a blurred red street light

The drive was well worth 

the time to capture 

one quintessential sunset, 

one to ride horses

straight into!

Unyielding dunes clung 

to sea grass. I breathed in so

deeply the salty sea air

Theoretically, my

fearful thunderous 

thoughts subsided and I felt 

beyond carefree.

Feet to a fire, a cup of

mulled apple cider 

added to the ambient quiet

Conceived of literature

and art in my heart,

I channeled Hemingway and

 Picasso; I wrote, sketched and

painted through the night 

Ultimately, 

I am taken aback how 

truly, I now see, 

birth overcomes death 

...every day

and I am the only one
in my way

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Building a stairway to the stars

For dversepoets.com today we are writing about stars, winter skies and the heavens.

Living consciously brings all the stars out,
ushers in harmony to the wintry night
Tiny jeweled windows of platinum pink
and yellow turquoise dress up an
indigo sky
Each one channeling 
its own lustrous voice 

Living in the dark, like unconsciousness,
shuts out light of love's purest spirit
Scientists observe shifts in the
universe expanding , measure 
light years bent into splinters galore



For the soul to be illuminated
the mind must be cracked open, 
precious beams of light must trickle in for all the beauty to shine in
Formulas and equations substanciate love and kindness spreads outwardly, everywhere

Astronomers lead us to 
deep space mysteries, 
present us with a map of stars
glowing in clusters of satin red, 
and laser green.
Glamarous galaxies interact with black holes while
edges of shadows play with 
shades of  light

Starlight is required for 
the souls's journey;
we are miracles of such a light,
criss-crossing trails with those
who have moved on or lost the connection,
wanting, striving to be banded together again__
on the stairway to heaven