She has offered me a gift as I follow her. She tells me about partnership— separateness even as in union— My path leads back to her, the...

We spent the day forest bathing, shadows of sunlight dancing on our path. The smell of pine permeated as we breathed in the fresh air, washing it down with the water in bottles tied to our hips. We hiked the hills, leaves crunching beneath our feet, as we followed the sounds of water splashing down, searching for the promised cascades. Although we had visited before, Mom and I were fairly new to the area. We previously lived about an hour drive east of it. Together we bought

(Poem of the Week) IV-5 Following a naked breeze Misty kisses tickle my skin, wet lips sing silent through hazy days . . . My harem of...

(Poem of the Week) from part IV Alfresco Activities, Corina IV-1 I wait to be unfettered— free from scars embedded in my soul. Unbodied...

(Poem of the Week) III-14 Whispers Massaging Memories Into accepting minds Kissing, blessing, Addressing Words that hold They want to...

This particular blog is based on my opinions and the experiences I’ve had and witnessed through the years (such as mind, body, soul...

(Poem of the Week) I must be free to speak my mind Instead, I find I'm threatened. Once I clung We lingered on Lost inside our friendship. Now I open up my mind Slow, I see what we both hide . . . We trap ourselves We sit apart, yet Side by side— Speaking riddles By day subliminal By night . . . Invading serum reveals this nocturnal mind. Tell me what you find, For I can’t see past this week— This life has turned me blind— I feel a scream sneak up on me Slowly, it will subsid

“Nothing is ever lost as time passes, it merely metamorphoses into something as wonderful or, in some cases, into something even better...

(Poem of the Week) A lunar eclipse evening past Three ways balanced Eyes open, I am. See lights of nature Raining for days Smooth minutes...

What do I think about New Year’s Resolutions? Well, to each’s own. They can be motivating, especially during the dire month of January....

A short story by Cori Lark “Four hundred years. Do you realize I have walked this earth sampling the blood of, what is that, seven, eight...

"I thought that the saddest thing that could happen was that something inside your head worked so hard to make it into the world and then...

I swear I hid you beside my bed After writing from my heart and the melody in my head. I put you away for a special day that day has come but you’re gone— some place . . . Perhaps I’ll find you a distant time from now perhaps I wasn't meant to keep you long Like a mandala you were a work of art impermanence is the sum of all parts. Love, Cleo Lost Letter, by Cleo Bell, is the first of many letters to come. #CleosLetters P.S. I love bubble gum!

(Poem of the Week) 12/99 / Kiss the rain A misty path We make Over green hills Sprinkled kisses On the pavement Through shadows of elm...

(Poem of the Week) 8/98 In sleep and in wake Parnassian syncopation Trails through my brain Beat bedtime melodies I cannot evade Thoughts...

(Poem of the Week) 11-3-97 / conscious unconsciousness this time more curbed more power more pleasure my breathing irregular all my...

(Poem of the Week) 1997 I want to reach a new level of psychic existence . . . I am not a philosopher, but a ponderer. I'm a student...

“As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.” Proverbs 27:17 I agree with Eckhart Tolle in his book A New Earth: Awakening to...

(Poem of the Week) Dear God, Dear Goddess, Blessed Be. I seek you attention— Please, hear me. May I remember my lessons— Allow me to see— So I am not haunted by the memories. By opposite energies together working Existence becomes— Creates you, creates me. All can turn cloudy Among the extremes— Grayness can cover, Hiding you, Blinding me. Then from the east Comes a warm spring breeze The moon shines a path near flowers and trees— The heart of the sky peaks into the bay— wave

I recently read a trilogy of fairly new books. By the way, T.I. Lowe is now one of my favorite authors. It was then time to read an older...