Category: Energy


English: Country garden, Shaftesbury. Melbury ...

English: Country garden, Shaftesbury. Melbury Hill is in the distance. The lovely garden includes a holiday apartment. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

A dream slips free
in dim blue dawn
silence- -sleep’s
vaporous veil fades
on a slow motion current.
Lightly muffled breeze
whispers through
open windows
stirring- -elevating
my consciousness,
aware- -elation,
inspiration.
Bird’s first song burst
rises high above
sun’s streaming ribbons- –
floating clouds on fire.
Adrift- -my mind
careening, I soar
nestled in nature’s muse- –
amused by life
in its cycles.
Setting morning routines
in motion- -eyes forced
wide open- -I look for you
strolling up the path humming
Celtic bagpipe music.
Although
it’s been so long now- –

I’ll always look for you
in nature’s morning nuances,
never feeling alone,
or lonely.  Life
gave me you- –
I’m alive.

 
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

 
 

 

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English: Bristlecone Pine on dolomite, White M...

English: Bristlecone Pine on dolomite, White Mountains, California. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Bristlecone pine
atop granite spire- –
my perch
all thought
beyond this
a blur

I listen
to all things
natural
view things- -eyes closed
I feel them
filling me up
senses saturated
with tranquil light
smell, touch, sound- -wisdom
has no bounds
spoken in silences
deeper
louder
than any
cloud burst
can sing
I open wide
my being
 

Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

English: Afternoon stroll

English: Afternoon stroll (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I need
to stroll through
the peaceful
mountain
valley
of you- –
gather up
a few smiles- –
flowers of thought- –
energy electric- –
I want to
linger
in your light- –
bright heart- –
dance
in the shower
of rushing
falling love
spilling
blue-gold droplets
of serenity
over me- –
I could sleep
there
in your magic.

Man,
you lure me
into
the mystery
of you.

Come- –
stroll with me- –
in all directions
love grows- –
without condition.

 
Copytight 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

 

   

Cocoa Beach Sunset

Cocoa Beach Sunset (Photo credit: JessicaGarbe)

Warm salty breeze,
heavy- -moist,
buffets my body- –
a divine sweet wine
I take in sipped breaths
and savor.
Silver moon sparks
across rolling waves- –
suddenly spent lovers
crashing- -lying down
in a rushing hush,
energy aglow.
Silence
broken only by
tidal love’s urgent surge
bursting my heart
giving and taking,
pushing- -pulling,
its steady breathing my
constant companion tonight.
                                                         Alone on a balcony
                                                         I take in Cocoa Beach,
                                                         make it a part of me- –
                                                         future trinket
                                                         for my memory box.
                                                         With gossamer wings
                                                         I would fly slowly
                                                         over the glittered
                                                         charcoal horizon- –
                                                         listening to wind
                                                         rushing in the night,
                                                         become bright moon
                                                         sparks bursting, or
                                                         swoop low
                                                         over cooling sand
                                                         strewn with glassy shells
                                                         seeking a 3:00 a.m
                                                         lonely hearted love.

                                                         Although,
                                                         I am content
                                                         absorbing solitude
                                                         simply to be- –
                                                                                  me.

 
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

 

Electric Blue Phalaenopsis Orchid

Electric Blue Phalaenopsis Orchid (Photo credit: cobalt123)

Cool emergence- –
intense dense gray
drapery brushes
against an earthy canvas,
blocking sun’s
impatient burning- –
no blue to cue
an artist’s dreams.
Earth settles
in thick folds
for a stirring
caress- -rain’s
silver hue pooling
in parched hollows.
This spring awakening
I’ve emerged entranced- –
stark contrasts lure me.
I unfurl my
blue orchid petals- –
inspiration for you.
I am open- -eager
to stir spring’s colors
deep within you,
sharing the pattering
rain- -a trickling
infusion
of wild orchid
in full bloom.

 

Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.

AMemorial2013.

 
     I thought this would be appropriate for memorial day.  Dad and mom, and two of my older sisters.  What a great family we have been.  We did not have much, but we had love.  That was more than enough, and truly all that mattered.  The nature of love is by design, an undying mystery.  I have to say, love never stops when they pass.  It is just as strong as the day I was born.  That magnificent energy just spreads out, encompassing everyone and everything.  I am so thankful for that.

     I am also infinitely thankful to all soldiers, who have, and are laying their lives on the line for our country.  Their courage and love is so powerful, it will linger with us for ever.

 
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.


Snaking slowly,
heavy mountain mist
hangs- -clings,
constricts the forest.
Cold air moist and thin
steals my breath- –
climbing life my struggle,
ascending in silence- –
ascension my intension 
beyond the inevitable
changes coming
with darkness- -burning
with light, brightly bleeding
energy for seeding stars
feeding a work of art- -love,
heart and soul,
in heavy silence 
and thick mountain fog.
Changing landscapes
clawing- -clinging
heart scapes and footsteps
toward inward ascension
outward- -upward
                               silence
and me, moving
in conjunction
with the stars.
Let go of the fog- –
it lets go of you.

Copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.