Sunlight-Colored Roses

A sanctuary for dreams and shadows

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  • Reflections

    Being a Lightworker, focusing only on Angels, Light deities, I can’t sustain that. Something in me craves darkness, the solace of cemeteries, reminders of death and symbols, like vampires, of the destructive nature that is a part of me. I’m not Wiccan, I’m not Buddhist. It hurts not to belong to anything, but I have Continue reading

  • I feel a little anxious about Gaston and Chèvre, though the last two nights they have slept peacefully. Chèvre claimed the little dog bed I brought home for Gaston. I was afraid there would be a fight, but Gaston curled up next to it. Continue reading

  • “And I want so much to believe

    That I won’t disappear in the water. That I won’t always be swimming against the tide.” –Darren Hayes, “Taken by the Sea” I have met the same people over and over again. When I was a child I had a parakeet that was precious to me. She died in an accident that was my fault. My Continue reading

  • I feel I've lost touch with you, but we will reconnect now

    I avoid posting when I am in a perfectionist mood. I am sloppy, messy, irresponsible, with the chores not done. I’m procrastinating on getting home. Last night I lay awake picturing the sun-baked pagodas lying in Pagan, Burma. I could feel warm wind on my face and an expanse where I was surrounded by ruins, and Continue reading

  • The Navarres

    It was so hot that I felt like my skin would catch fire. I hadn’t felt so hot in a long time. This choking, wet heat of Louisiana cannot be found anywhere as far north as Oklahoma. Cicadas rasped around us so loudly I could not hear myself think. It was an otherworldly feeling, trampling Continue reading

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  • Planning the trip

    I am planning our trip tonight. A lot of things compounded today. I am writing every day. It is turning out okay, but my pictures don’t look good. I need to try harder. I need to use the lighting I bought. I am excited about Kansas City, Chicago, St. Louis and Memphis. The hose broke Continue reading

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  • They are all adults

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  • Free scripts from GoDaddy

    Nothing is perfect, especially not free scripts that come with a web space account. But I am determined to master at least some of these scripts and make the web sites I dream about when I’m at work happen. I install them, customize them, and things never work out well. Some of the scripts seem Continue reading

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  • I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again. Oscar Wilde Continue reading

  • Similes

    The birdcage was like a little temple, with smooth white lines and a domed roof. The birdcage was like a prison with confining metal bars. The birdcage was fashioned like a small white palace. The birdcage was like a white eggshell, the yellow canary at its center. Like a white moon, the little birdcage illuminated Continue reading