Modern Love

As they stood in line waiting to get in, each person stood 6 feet apart, looking at their phones, or their grocery list.

He heard a noise behind him, and a young woman was bending over, picking up her keys. When she stood up, he wanted to shout from the rooftops, “You look amazing!”

but instead he went for softer touch with, “I love your mask!” It worked. Her eyes smiled as she relaxed. And it was a beautiful mask, white with swirls of green,

black, and just a hint of blue. It was like a work of art really. He didn’t know it, but she had been staring at him, and that’s why she had dropped her keys.

There was something about a guy’s shoulder muscles that always threw her for a loop. They started talking about cooking and food.

She loved the fact that he liked Thai food. They started letting other people go around them and they exchanged names and phone numbers.

As they parted he had forgotten what he needed to shop for and she headed to the nearest restroom so she could take off her mask and breathe again! She also splashed some cold water on her face.

Several days later they were zooming and started really getting to know each other. She was thinking, “Finally a guy who cares about more than just my body….”

And he was thinking, She’s so gorgeous!” And they both looked forward to that day, when they could touch……and actually hold each other.

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Softer than Jade

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Softer than jade and much more alive, oak leaves became his treasure that day, as a mystical wind

blew quietly through the trees, and sparrow song created a sacred space,

speaking…through the trees, of emerald poems and diamonds embedded…

in his prayers.

      

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Colors Fill My Pages

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I’ve decided to take a break from blogging here. After yesterday’s disaster with posting “Our Spirit Wings.” I decided it needed to happen.

I think there was a technical issue with it. However, I also hadn’t changed my password in awhile, and when that happens, disaster strikes every time.

So I need to step back because there are just way too much shenanigans on my site at the moment.

The fact is though, I love your posts and blogs, so this was a tough decision to make. And as you know I love writing. Colors fill my pages.

I’ll also be writing more short stories and working on my novel. Maybe even a poetry book!

I have also been exercising more, and devoting more time to self improvement, including reading and even yoga. Or at least I call it yoga!

I’m spending more time now with my wife, and I will in the future as she goes through another series of treatments.

Now, this does not mean I’ll be disappearing completely. I’ll be more part time when I come back.

Photography, my other hobby, will play a more vital role.

I plan to eventually return more fully.

Thank you so much! I appreciate each of you!

Wishing you peace.

      

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Whispers of Lakota Song

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Perhaps it was the Lakota Song drifting over him, whispering in the middle of the night, when he was a child, a sound of singing,

blessing his dreams, from the tall grass…..that soul filling call, to touch the clouds, whispering in his ear, in his heart, the core of who he was.

He could always write the river, so maybe that’s why he was born loving the colors of our earth, with prayer feathers,

and wild horses running strong. It was poetry, after all.

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Note: I was born in the desert, not far from the Rocky Mountains.

We were too far south though, to hear the Lakota Song.

Art Blending

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I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed the series, The Colors of the Night Sky!

This was an exciting, pushing back the boundaries time for me. It was something new, and I purposely blended different types of writing.

Did you know you can blend different genres? I think science fiction, fantasy, and romance, work well together.

I also blended some poetry with prose, especially in the first piece.

Colors infused was something I enjoyed trying also. Don’t you just love purple?

Now I have a decision to make. I’ve ended the series here, but there is so much missing……

due to squeezing in the story into the wordpress format. I need to go further with this story, stretching my wings, developing and filling in the rest of the story.

Fiction is not most popular type of post, and I think the least favorite with readers.

That showed up big time in my blog this past week but I expected it.

So….I will cut back a little here while I think about it.

I love writing so thank you for reading!

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The Colors of the Night Sky – Part II

My Oceans 2

She had hoped and prayed that the purple would be strong. She could not hear them, but the people of her village were cheering having seen

the manifestation of colors. There was hope now that her mate would be found and the darkness that threatened them turned away, once and for all.

Having dunked her head 3 times the immersion was complete, as her tatoo on her chest glowed with her newly infused moonlight.

She made her way back to shore as the sun was beginning rise. She pushed her large frame through the waves without effort.

Her first vision of him began as she flipped back her hair. His hair was reddish brown…..muscular build…..was he a warrior?

He was inside something she could not understand……..

He angrily slammed another button increasing his internal air flow. “Warning!”, “Warning!”  sounded in the cabin.

He silenced the alarm and winced at the pain in his leg. A crash landing had not been expected……..

She had seen the whole thing as only a seer could, and whispered into his mind…..

“I see you, and I am coming for you!”

He heard her voice but could only see an amazing array of colors……

      

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