Your words illuminate
The darkness,
And feed my hungry
A heart that once was
Is miraculously now


“I am by nature a dealer in words and words are the most powerful drug known to humanity.” – Rudyard Kipling


~ May the warmth of kindness in words and deeds illuminate your 2017!  Happy New Year! – Lola 🌺

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Tart – Ten Words


We speak in tongues,
That tickle, tease,
Taste and please.



“She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.” – Laini Taylor – Daughter of Smoke & Bone


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It is our hands
That mold the clay
Of our
To shape the
Of our


~For my dear friend Mr. Modigliani, an artist and dreamer, who has the belief and courage to live his dreams and the generosity to encourage mine.


~Thank everyone for stopping by my garden of words this year.  I am so grateful for you and your talents.  My wish is for you is to believe in every dream you have, for that is the only magic needed to make them a reality.   Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and yours! – Lola 🌺



Solstice – Ten Words


Fiery clouds
Like Salome
Seducing winter
Out of hiding


“Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire.” – Unknown


The fiery sunset from my porch was so breathtaking and gorgeous last night.  It was constantly changing as if it were doing one last seductive dance to welcome winter. – Lola🌺




Soft and powerful
Like the petals of a rose,
My scent will linger
Long after I have been
Cut from your memory



“I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die, I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.” – Erin Van Vuren


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Descent – Ten Words


You let my heart break your inevitable fall from grace.



“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.”

 George Orwell, 1984


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