Refracted Love * prism. calibration of a standard function or, rather, a system under test. he. she, he took the road well traveled. matrimony. light distorts life’s true essence, leaving questions pending, bare. once crushed to pieces, refracted love turns to rainbows. prism discernment sheds truth for those aware – she, he. he valiant soul...
Tonight, my son came to me and asked, “Mom, are we going to work together tonight?” This is what he asks when he has a lot of homework and wants quiet company until God only knows what time of the night. I was tired and having a difficult time keeping my eyes open, but there...
The sun sets at our backs, Melting into tomorrow. We are fixed like two boulders In a placid apricot sea, Only our heads above water. * Any (e)motion toward one Another Is nonexistent — cruel joke. Our feet, planted firmly In the shifting sands of Truth long to be loosened. * Somatically we are separate, but...
Damn! I was lazy, Now my new skirt is torn. Should have cut out that pesky tag. Instead, I pulled the thing off with my hands. Rip! Frayed ends of fabric poke out. Now a hole reminds me, I was lazy. Damn. © 2011 Amber Galusha Amber GalushaAlways exploring, creating and cultivating, and sharing what...
Explain nature-drunk, someone says. They ask, what does it mean exactly? And where in the world did I come up with that name? And, when did I come up with that one? Long story, really. I will try to keep it short. Sitting under the old oak tree in the front yard of my childhood...
Summer in Nana’s Garden *** Roses big like dinner plates, Open yard, no need for gates. Birds they chirp and bees they buzz, While little feet chase flower fuzz. Run and play on moist green grass, While RJ sings and plays the brass. In the plum, we sit and eat, Juicy tartness, summer heat. Swing...
Tree Hugger How does a tree hugger speak? Good day, wuz up, yabba dabba do Sweetness, yee haw, totally awesome dude Hello, toodles, howdy partner, peace Take it easy, whoa now, chillin with my peeps? * What does a tree hugger look like? Long hair, buzz cut, blue hair, no hair Utilikilt, blue jeans, pencil...
In yoga class, I do a downward dog pose- Fingers splay, shoulders wide, Hips reach to the sky, Heart forward. Calves stretch, on tip toes, Relax, breathe. * In the midst of bodily awareness, My mind disengages and asks: Why do they call this downward dog? * On a clear day, the answer presents itself....
Let go of yourself. That person everyone thinks You should be. Only then will you find your true self – That person you know You are meant to be. Let yourself go! © 2011 Amber Galusha Amber GalushaAlways exploring, creating and cultivating, and sharing what I observe along the way. To visit my professional site,...
The tree stands quietly, grounded. I sit, overwhelmed by the speed at which this human race Functions. Gazing enviously at Its beautiful stillness I can’t help but wonder – What is It thinking as It watches from high upon the hill As we humans rush about, Striving, building, endlessly shifting? * Is It content to...
