Koodaigirl

Hope Springs   I look outside and I wonder if I have lost them all Vines, plants, bushes tended and laboured over with love,  Life seems utt...

How Are you, you ask... There are swirls deep inside Emotions lash and tug  Lifting and lowering  I don't understand. Maybe understandin...

I was listening to Sara Groves, "Why It Matters", this morning...  And... I had an epiphany.   Why it Matters Funny word... epipha...

There are still so many things in my life that are simply not right.  Things I think... things I do... ways--- deep ways--- I walk through l...

It always starts with a vision of beauty.  Something strikes me as beautiful and I want to paint it!   In my mind's eye, I can always en...

Dirty, dirty world Oh dear!   My shoes, Lord!?!   Do you see?   I'm sorry, Father.   I only went out walking...  The mud today was very ...

I live in a country where it rains a lot.  I mean... it seriously rains...  a ...lot.     An awful lot! Growing up in California, where it i...

  There is a sadness that sits in the silence as I go looking for you. I wait and wonder,  where I am and where you are. What I know to be t...

  There are things we learn to do, ...to say, ...to think To cope when we are young. Habits of thought that bring comfort Actions that blank...

  I Remember...   ...words taken and reworked almost directly from Ezekiel 16... The clear image has stolen into my mind Day and night, with...

 The Farmer's Words Something is always wrong with the sheep,  the farmer says with disdainful tone. Their feet, their bums, ever lost o...

 Painting Clouds I simply can't paint you.  I try and I struggle.  But you will not be held or captured.  I can not pin you down. Your s...

  Power of Words A simple phrase spoken with a smile. Said with kindness,  words slam into my chest. My balance is lost, Rocked and off kilt...

  Rambler She called him a rambler. Defined by his adventures,  he rambles his way through valley, field and mountain pass. He walks, she ex...

 Tree Symphony Sounds like rolling laughter The trees shout and rejoice. They dance and sing,  wild movements inspired by wind and worship. ...

  Hidden The tide rolls in and covers. Boulders and stones lay beneath. Hidden. Unseen. Beneath movement and thick deep Cities and stadiums ...

 Peace Coins spilling out of a purse,  over-filled and bursting. An inheritance is mine, more wealth than Solomon himself. And yet, I walk o...

  Perfect Redefined Nature doesn't move in a linear fashion. There is nothing neat and tidy found on the forest floor. Leaves don't ...

  Crutch and Cistern Broken and twisted gait Crutches needed  For far too long I think I am ready to let go. Age old mechanisms Survival nee...

  TV- The Sad, Sad Truth They feel like family, these pretend friends.  Lights, sounds and transmissions flicker on the screen.  I come home...

  Unseen Two people inhabit the same space. Disconnected. Coordinates identical. Yet so very distant. Untouched. How can you sit there? Acro...

The Best Medicine Laughter wells up and spills over. Like a singing stream,  a song of joy bubbles and gurgles. Laughter rises and bounces u...

  Your Face Your face Attuned Eyes smiling Aware Your face  Seeing Eyes knowing Soft Your face Watching Eyes delighted Waiting Your face Alw...

Depth of Sadness Down in the bedrock,  far below the surface. Streams of groundwater run and churn. Filling the pores, seeps into the cracks...

  Freedom's Call Like a gentle breeze on my face,  the expanse beckons me. I am called to run. Invited to venture forth. In a brief mome...

  Middle of the Night Call  A nudge. A gentle tap. 3 am invitation comes again. I roll over. Pull covers up tight. Certainly the clouds are ...

  They Come to My Window My heart is only so big. My mind even less in size. But still, they come. They come to my window, Sharing places an...