Field of dreams

Wheat Field with Rising Sun, Vincent Van Gogh, 1889

 The field is full of dreams

Some of which are left unseen

The sky may never sigh

The ground is really round

Many thoughts abound

So many details

What story does this really tell ?

Could this life be an illusion

A dream and we participate  

Just images we paint

We label and describe

Do we drink in our senses

 walk around unnoticed 

As the hills howl

the sun scorches

the wind blows

Do I dare use my nose

And partake of this beautiful rose ?

Happy 4th to all .

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Thoughts abound

photo by Tess Kincaid for Mag 71 

The left side is original and I altered the rest for my story

As I sit here in the dark room
I wonder

I close my eyes and to my surprise

On the floor I see a glow  

My heart begins to radiate

Oh, a feeling so eminence

It is so hard to explain

Suddenly fibers appear before my eyes

As I look at each one illuminate

They are taking on a shape and unique color

They resonate a feeling of pure love

As I bask in the warmth
It fills my mind

Incredibly, comfort and Joy take over

Then suddenly to my right, more fibers appear

One by one taking on a life of there own

As there eyes open, I feel them looking back

My thoughts ramble, wonder & I question

Are these the cords and fibers of my being ?

Are they the feelings I can not express ?

Has my spirit been released !

Are these just illuminated thoughts ?

Is a thought just a thought ,or is it life its self

After all these years

I am free to see
We create and live our life, through our thoughts.

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Magpie Tails .... $1.99

photo by Tess Kincaid for Mag 70

 Who would have thought

Is this all my life was worth

$1.99

Or is is only the frame

I thought memory's were priceless

Is there no shame

Yet I hold no blame

I loved every treasure I was given

Ancestors adorn by history

Yet some are still a mystery

They are so much apart of us

Grandma's eyes

Daddy's toes

Where did I get this nose

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Magpie tail 69 Sea Shell

 

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/06/mag-69.html

 I love sea shells and rocks

I collect them every where I go

needless to say I have many rocks

and very few shells

Sometimes  I wonder if I will be near the sea

I made to to the golf once

Dolphin island was amazing

White sand on all the land

Seagulls flapping in the wind

Prehistoric looking pelican's

Beautiful dolphin playing in the waves

Ducks following us to our room

fish jumping

birds singing

Oh what a beautiful way to spend your day

By the sea looking around with me

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Magpie tail # 68 The Eye

 Look into my eye

You may see me sigh

but you will not catch me cry

Do you not see my soul

It is deep in the center of my eyes

It tells the story and will never lie

The truth is 

I am me and I am free

I will not conform

So I will never be adorn

I will just me

The way I was born to be

Wild and free

 

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.

Magpie 67

 OH, DEAR !

WHAT MUST I DO.

I fuss and muss

I wear my best

Yet, no one dare, give me a stare.

Must I show my slip

Or even strip

I  DARE NOT SHOW MY HIP.

These men

Do not even grin

Will my life always be this nice ?

Not one look, let alone twice

I'll show them, 

One day I will !

When I become the queen

They will never even be seen

Note:

Photo is The Banquet Scene with a Lute Player by Nicolas Tournier, 1625,
This is the first time I have ever written any thing this arrogant with humor before. But these are the words that spoke to me from the painting.

One day

I am going to try my hand at come creative writing, Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tails put up the back ground image of the books on Monday. I asked her permission to alter her photo.  You are to either write a poem or short vignette using the picture featured.

So Here we go.

One day I will write a book

maybe even a library full of them. 

They will feature some of my wonderful adventures. 

Some will be full of trauma and drama

Some I hope will be self help.

Some will be healing art. 

Some will be tall tales. 

Most of all They will sit on my shelf like the ones above. 

At the moment they are bigger than me.

Because they only exist in that photo

And some day my mind will tell me what to write

Because this is just a thought

That could turn into a dream. 

As they say

Any thing is possible if you believe it

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.