Sometimes the mountain
is hidden from me in veils
of cloud, sometimes
I am hidden from the mountain
in veils of inattention, apathy, fatigue,
when I forget or refuse to go
down to the shore or a few yards
up the road, on a clear day
to reconfirm
that witnessing presence.
—Denise Levertov
I'll probably run out of breath before I run out of words.
From Fire and Water (severe trials) to a place of Abundance. God listens and hears our prayers. He blesses His people and does not withhold His love from us.
"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling." ~Oscar Wilde
There is always light in the darkness. Poetry and writings by Caeli McKamey to fuel the soul.
Exploring open roads without breaking the bank
My poetry and prose poems..mythical and modern, real and metaphysical.
Seeking Solace in the Horizon of Life & Beyond.
The bits conversations interrupted
I read lots of books, from mythology retellings to literary fiction and I love to reread books from childhood, this is a place to voice my thoughts for fun. I also like to ramble about things such as art or nature every now and again.
Short stories, poems, journalism
Weekly suspense serials and other literary snippets. Don't forget to support by following!
Conscious parenting, narcissism, abuse,, addiction, family, Dysfunctional, Relationships, Sibling, Rivalry, Enabler, Scapegoat,
By Wally Fry
