Writing Wings For You

Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!


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Winter Wonderland Tuesdays of Texture

Nature builds gorgeous textures!

Boise is so beautiful right now, but bitter cold!  (It’s been hovering around 0 degrees in the mornings, and warming up to almost 20 – a heat wave- in the afternoons)

I love this picture!  All white and beautiful layered textures.

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Winter drapery.

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Love the trees in the reflection…but the frost looks cool here too.

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Reminds me of Chia pets…I could take pics of  how the frost grabs on to the grasses all day because each one comes out so uniquely.

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Prickly, frosty fun!

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My Daddy’s Angel

daddys angel

Guardian Angel

Cascading your love and light

Send out your legions to

bring peace and joy

everywhere

Today was My Daddy’s birthday, and he would have been 78.  It felt strange not to be able to call him and gush birthday greetings, telling him all the reasons I love him. While I was so very grateful for all our chats and for the chance to get to know him and feel closer, I can’t help but to have wanted more time with him.  Last year, I sent this angel to him to guard over him while he was at the nursing home, guardian angels being our thing.  I sent her two  day mail so he would have some holiday cheer for the Christmas season, but no one even took her out of the box for two weeks.  Disappointment couldn’t even be a strong enough word for how it felt when he had to remain in a sterile white room with no holiday cheer.  Finally, my brother found it and set her up on his table ; but alas, not in all her magnificence.  Now she graces our tree with her elegance and protection.

This year, since I couldn’t be with him, I sat under the guardian glow of our angel, reminiscing on our fond memories of this past year, writing small clips down so as not to forget them…and calling on the legions to bring Peace and Joy to our world for this New Year 2016.  In loving memory, rest in peace my daddy, and keep watching over me.

Love you so much, Ree


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Dark Days

Dark short days, and Christmas in the air

Blankets of snow…on the ground, and in my hair

Mark the season I hold so dear

Full of family, lights and lovely songs to hear

Yanking me from the depths of despair

 

Take heart, take flight

Immerse myself in delight

No longer to remain with

Dark short days

 

I say to you: do the same

Embrace your heart; feel the flame

No longer dwell on what cannot be

Think only instead on what we can see

Think only of the light that came

On dark short days.

 

This is my first attempt at a Rondeau poem.  My friend Michael at Poetry Channel gave me some ideas to “befriend” my muse.   Really it was fun to write!   Sometimes when you get stuck, you have to try something new and formulaic.   Enjoy!

CHRISTMAS is coming!

Namaste,  Marie

boise garden aglow

 

 


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treasures.

Kids are the lucky ones. They know how to find a treasure when we are busy looking elsewhere.

What is a habseligkeiten for you?

I didn't have my glasses on....

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