"I've been letting my mind wonder at night. My thoughts should have a curfew." Am Kidd

Thursday, August 5, 2010

What do you tell?

(Image Source: Gypsy Moon)

You tell on yourself by the friends you seek,
By the very manner in which you speak,
By the way you employ your leisure time,
By the use you make of dollar and dime.

You tell what you are by the things you wear,
By the spirit in which you burdens bear,
By the kind of things at which you laugh,
By the records you play on the phonograph.

You tell what you are by the way you walk,
By the things of which you delight to talk,
By the manner in which you bear defeat,
By so simple a thing as how you eat.

By the books you choose from the well-filled shelf:
In these ways and more, you tell on yourself.
 (Author Unknown)

Monday, August 2, 2010

Under a woodland spell

Memories of the weekend wrap like a shawl  around my shoulders...

The feel of warm soft pebbles under my feet...

Fingers still moist from the morning dew...

In my ears there's lingering birdsong, a glorious celebration of a brand new day...

I can still see the golden sunlight, precious amber gems laid about...

for all to share...

The peace, the silence, the view from a window...

I connect with everything around me...

Joy fills my heart and suddenly, I have wings...

(Image Sources: Bing, Weheartit.com, World of Stock, Martin Amm, Phoenix and Pixdaus)