Woodland Memories

They are
Like strangers
As though time had stood still,

They are here

Again, 
In the woods.

The trees are growing old before their eyes
And also they.
Another moment,
Another flash of memory.

She looks,
Remembering.
He stops,
Staring at the ground.  

Their footsteps sound in my ears,
Through the wet leaves.

Making me feel their closeness

That they so ignore.

Like strangers
But not really,
More close to each other than they think...
They reveal a small smile.

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Pic taken by me - England 2012

New WebSite

Hey Guys,

I have a new website,

I do not know if i will post in this page in the Futures,

This page is my baby, and my big love, big part of my life here,
 but i feel like i need to move on.

Please follow my poerty in my new page here:

Missy Poem Words

Much Love to you all 

❤

Missy

My dear anxiety

My dear anxiety,
Come to me
With scary face
And wrap me with bad thoughts.
Play me a tune that lacks of peace
As only you know best.

My dear anxiety
You’re always within me
Coming with surprises
Whilst wanting to control me
And wanting to destroy me.

My dear anxiety
I hear you
Laughing at me from afar,
How at every test
I fall into the trap of yours.

My dear anxiety
Come to me now,
For I am ready
And not afraid of you anymore
Nor running away from you again.
Stay as you like!
Though it will no longer be interesting for you
Because never again will I surrender to you.

My dear anxiety,
I'm ready for the battle of the brains,
Come,
Come to me!

A Free Bird

I’ve watched her for hours,
Every step she has taken.
She is so flexible
And she dances with confidence,
Without fear.

I want to dance
With her
As if floating in the air
With her.

I lift my hands
Up high
Whilst watching her
And the music grows.
I am a bird now,
A free bird.

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This Amazing Moment taken By stacy ericson - Follow her Art.

My passion

Look closely
My passion is everywhere,
At every glance
In every smile
In each word
Even now,
Right now
There's something burning
Something wanting to discover
New capabilities
New worlds
New challenges!

My passion
Has lots of names
With different faces
But all the same voice


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One of my new paintings "My Passion"

Eating Mindfully - Week 2

I’m eating when I’m hungry.

I’m hungry then I eat.

I don’t eat anymore with my mind. There are a few times but no more than three or four that I was eating with my mind. Something like a little biscuit or chocolate spread on bread. However, I do it with consciousness, and I know I do it not because I’m hungry but because my mind needs it.

I eat small pieces and littler than before. I’m chewing and I eat very slowly.

There are amazing moments when the man in my life finishes before me. It always makes me smile.

In a few days, I’m going to be in week number three in my daily eating mindfulness plan. I post this so I can hear myself. I post it because I know you hear me…

My goals for the next week:

1. To chew.
2. To eat slowly.
3. To eat when I’m hungry.
4. To stop feeding using my mind.
5. To eat healthy.
6. To keep on with sports.
7. To be happy.
8. To love myself.
9. To love myself more.
10. To post to you guys.


“Because of your smile, you make life more beautiful.” Thich Nhat Hanh.

Eclipse

He revolves,

He shines

And then is dark

He is omnipresent.

He is part of you,

He is part of us.

He is the magic of the night.

Look up now!

You can see his face

Maybe smiling

Maybe singing the blues

And for a moment

It will appear as if in a movie reel.

Inspired by a beautiful pic By a dear friend Giancarlo drago