by artheart | Aug 12, 2020 | Poetry
Beating Drum Beating Drum Beating drum calms my heart. Flute brings me home to another place and time. Indian scout dressed in garb stands before me . Watching me from afar on the desert plain....
by artheart | Aug 12, 2020 | Poetry
Balloon Ride Balloon Ride Far away we drift silently into the sky. The ground falls away. We are free. The gentle occasional hissing of the flame as it carries us onward. Hearing the dogs bark and train whistle from two miles up. Looking below as small as ants. My...
by artheart | Aug 12, 2020 | Poetry
Window of a Soul Window of a soul Window of a soul. Prisms of light, unending depth. Silent but...
by artheart | Aug 10, 2020 | Poetry
Frozen Frozen 1/15/13 In shock, frozen- disbelief, hard to fathom your gone. Such a good friend helping all. Supporting everyone. Leaving a void in the world making such a difference. Missing...
by artheart | Jul 31, 2020 | Poetry
Summer Storm A SUMMER STORM 8/2003 JEANNE BUESSER A NEWLY BEREAVED MEMBER LAST NIGHT HAD JUST TOLD HIS STORY IN THE GROUP. I WAS REMINDED OF HOW I FELT WHEN IT HAD HAPPENED TO ME NEARLY 8 YEARS AGO. IT WAS LIKE A SUMMER STORM WITH FIERCE RELENTLESS WINDS AND A...
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