Sunday, December 24, 2006

Angels in the Mist...

We've seen the Angels in the Mist
Whispering from a distance
Wrapping their Angel Wings around us
Protecting our Delicate and Fragile Hearts
from the harm
that some may try to do.

Be Safe in the Light of Love
for the Angels in the Mist
will always be flying high above
and around us.........

Love and Light to all,

With Angel Blessings,

Rhi

Written by Rhi (Barbara) Dec. 23rd, 2006

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Spirit Journey......

*Drawing by Rhiannon (Barbara R.) *Copyrights owned by Barbara R.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

A Beautiful Life.......

"If you wait your whole life for somebody else to tell you it's "okay" to be yourself, you might wait forever".

From the book, "Kevyn Aucoin, "A Beautiful life".

Kevyn was a famous make-up Artist who saw the Beauty in everyone and everything around him. He also wrote poetry and drew portrait drawings of famous people and they are in this book. He was a very special, unique and talented man. I was surprised and happy to read and see that he drew portraits in a very similar style that I do.... and like me he had been drawing portraits since his youth. I felt a connection reading about Kevyn. Partly because of his creativity, but also the "Spirit Warrior" he was and how he lived his life, despite his struggles of what he went through and being "different"...... for he embraced who he was with such grace and beauty. He lead a "Beautiful Life"!

Kevyn Aucion
Born : Feb 14th, 1962
Passed on: May 7th, 2002

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Life Comes Back...


Sorry its a bit crooked. Click to enlarge so you can read it.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Museum Galleries...

Museum Galleries

Museum Galleries
Show turbulent Shadows
On Walls
Of the Ghost
From the Past
Framed in Echos

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) November 28th, 2006

Blood Rose Tear....

Blood Rose Tear

Pricked my finger
on a Rose
the blood was dark as claret
in deepest Red...
Drops of blood
dripped upon a velvet petal
and fell to the ground
dewey and moist.....
Touching them with my fingertip
I put them to my tongue
a salty taste of a tear
dark as claret
in deepest Red
bitter yet sweet

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) November 26th, 2006

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Turning over a new leaf...the other side of the coin...and "Change"


Reflecting: The other side of the Coin

We all tend to look at just one side of a coin
we rarely turn it over to see whats on the other side.

Upon Reflection, it's easy to see
how we also do this in life
with other people.
It's rather like tunnel vision
never really seeing whats to the right
nor left, but just looking straight ahead
of us, a form of tunnel vision through
our eyes, minds, hearts and souls.

Upon Reflection, what would happen
if we actually turned the coin over to the other side?
Something, we've maybe never noticed or paid attention to before?
A different perspective
a different scene
a different insight
a different reality?

Upon Reflection, I've come to the conclusion
that I"m just as guilty as anyone else
only seeing one side.

Though I've written often about always trying to listen
and see "the other side" so as to try to understand others
I see clearly now
I've been maybe too busy trying to explain and get people to understand
my "side of the coin" because of the way my life seems so different
than many of my generation of Americans and the "status quo".
Yes, it hurt me to know that many rarely understood my side of the coin
no matter how hard I tried to explain, I found myself at times actually
almost being forced to defend and explain
trying to "prove" my "side" time after time.
Yet I felt I was always willing to look at others "side of the coin".
Or was I?
Upon Reflection, maybe not
I suppose I could honestly say
it wasn't done purposedly
but because of my old wounds of rarely being heard
not being in a "status quo" "box"
but "outside the box".

I put so much effort and wasted so much energy
on others judgement and false assumptions
about me.....always saying "Walk a mile in my moccashoes then you can
judge me" mentality,, that I feel maybe it's time to get some new "maccashoes"
to walk in....yours and mine....comes in all shapes and sizes
and we can share walking in them together.

Upon Reflection, maybe it's time to find some shiny new
reflecting coins...
I will lay them out all in a row

and turn each one over
and only then will my perspective "change"
Reflecting a different scene
a different side
a different story
to the "other side of the coin".

The lesson begins
my journey begins
turning over a new leaf
and a shiny new coin
to Reflect the other side..

*The pic above is one of the large leafs (from my big tree in my front yard)
that I put in my scanner and then turned over a dime and set it on the
leaf and then scanned it and then I added the text myself.


*Written by Rhi (Barbara) November 14th, 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara

**This post is dedicated to my blog friend "Dreaming_firefly"
who through her writings on her blog
have helped me to try and understand
that there are always "two sides to a coin".
Thank you for your great wisdom and the lessons
that I have learned from you.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Dancing Spirit



This so reminds me of myself when I'm dancing around my house.
My Spirit is always set "free" when I dance through the energy and feel my soul.
I would not be able to live without my dancing Spirit.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Over My Head....by The Fray....

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind

Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Say that we agree and then never change
Soften it a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind....


*I have a gift of being able to feel, know and "see" things before they happen
that others cannot. I will cherish and nourish this gift instead of invalidating
it. I also will no longer allow others to invalidate this ability that I am learning to
cherish, based on their own fears of denial. And I will be very careful of who I share
this gift with and also careful of boundaries.
Nor will I allow others who always want to be constantly validated
to invalidate me, nor my gifts any longer for they know me not!.*

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Masters Of War Song by Bob Dylan....

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death Planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desk
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and decieve
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You that fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unamed
you ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Till I'm sure that you're dead....

*The reference to the masters of wars death and casket, represents "wars" being ended and buried to me*

Monday, July 17, 2006

World Turmoil & Reality Shift......

Check out my friend Jodies recent blog post "World Turmoil & Reality Shift" http://intuitiveinnovations.blogspot.com/ I found it very insightful and helpful....a very interesting "spiritual" read....oh yeah food for the soul for sure....

Love, Peace & Blessings,

Rhi

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Fear...

Dark snake crawls through
the space in time
it slimes and slithers
through your soul
and bites your wound
and opens it up...
blood rushes through and out
endlessly dripping
into pits
of the pain from the past
flowing out seemingly forever
until it's done
and fear is faced...
Healing begins
Healing never ends

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) June 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Destination...

Those gates of hatred
seemed locked in forever
unable to find the key
to open
Loves eternal grace...
But the light still shines through brightly
on the other side.........
reaching that destination is the test...

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) June 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Elevator Doors...

Surreal in arms that circle the light
Elevator doors open
but not until midnite
yes, you've felt them
those doors closing tight
too late to stop
the closing of fate
to late to stop slowing
that intensive transit gate

The dance of time
the dance of fate
yes, those elevator doors
sublime
on fire
pushing the emergency button
dropping to the bottom...
Thud.....

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) July 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Misty State of Grace

Insidious shores are trapped
Waves come crashing through my thoughts
dreamlike
moonlight
pulling gravity
lifting
the heavy weight
of the burdens I carry
drifting off to sleep
as the tide goes out......
In my Misty State of Grace

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) July 2006 *Copyright owned by Barbara*

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Hold Onto Me.....left out some words before, bears reposting again...

**I just cannot believe I left out the most important lyrics in this song for me in my prior post
so I think it bears reposting again....also the post of the "Whirlpool" pic below is related to this song
when it talks about "when your in the whirlpool and they try to suck you in remember you
aren't going to drown baby, hang onto me forever Baby, remember, I could always swim"..
But for some reason I could not post the attachment pic with this post...frustrating!...but oh well..
maybe now it may make more sense to some of you....but if not thats cool, I just wanted to remind myself!..:)
The lyrics to this song below are really just a reminder to myself and to encourage myself that
I'm going to make it, going to hold onto myself and going to keep "swimming" and not get
"sucked into the whirlpool".**

Hey this life is never fair
The angels that you need are never there
But sometimes they come to me
In the dead of winter
Dead of night
He's all that I can see

Hold onto me........

We all get our glory
A little bit of fame
But there's no truth at the heart of any of it
Just the brillance and the passion
And the bitterness remain....

How he brings me down
Down into the ground
I never will get out of here
get out of here
I will never get out of here
get out of here....

And I'll protect you from the night
it will never fall
And I'll protect you from the truth
you won't hear it at all
I am the center of the universe
I am the center of the universe.....

When you're in the Whirlpool
And they try to suck you in
Remember you aren't gonna drown Baby
Until you have had a better life
Hang onto me forever Baby
remember
I could always swim

Hush your highness don't you breathe
OH Baby hold me in your arms I'm shivering
What was all that for?
If I was the battle
Baby, you have won the war..........

Lyrics written and sung by Courtney Love, from her CD "America's Sweetheart"......




Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Independence Day....Quotes & Poems below...


There are no necessary evils in government. It's evils exist only in it's abuses. If it would confine itself to equal protection and as Heaven does its Rains, shower its favors alike on the high and the low, the rich and the poor, it would be an unqualified Blessing.

Andrew Jackson


Be Courteous to all but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried, before you give them confidence. True Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity, before it is entitled to the appellation.

George Washington

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Empty Purse....




She holds her Purse
clutched tightly
against her heart
unable to open it's contents...
for fear........
of what others may see inside....
too much clutter
and yet so empty...

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) June 19th, 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Blind..

Denial is Blind....

Denial is Blind
Boggles the mind
friendly or unkind,
Starting a fire
out of control
hard to hold
never let go
hang on.....

Bind hands
so tightly
unable to losen
or set free...
holding on
to False reality,
with a grip
so fierce
boggles the mind,
as the soul is pierced
unable to find
what's ahead
what's real
and what's true,
beyond your own existence
of "you".

*A thank you to Ardi for helping to encourage me to gain inner strength to "Connect* to others with my words "once again"*



Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) May 2006
*Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Dimensional Sunglasses...

See the Tigress in me
but unable to unleash
my Femininity...
It's hidden inside
my vulnerability
to protect from all sides
keep me safe from harm
is it time for me
to disarm?
Remove my sunglasses?
Let the Sun reflect my soul?.....

People walk blind
feeling no connection
with their spiritual sunglasses on
hidden in dimensional diguise
free from the truth
spreading all the lies.
Life is great
Life is never crooked
nor do we ever
make a mistake....

Straight ahead is a blazing Fire
burning to the touch
we're walking on hot coals
pretending there's no pain
pretending there's no sorrow
pretending there's no shame...

Only the light Reflects
what we cannot
or refuse to see
when wearing our dimensional sunglasses
we are covering up true reality..

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) June 6th, 2006
*Copyrights owned by Barbara*


Sunday, May 14, 2006

Happy Mothers and Womens Day!



Happy "Mothers Day" for all the Mothers in the world who love
their Children proudly and would do anything for them.
To the Mothers who know how to love, nurture and enrich their childrens
lives, whether their still young or all grown up.
To Mothers who have made great sacrifices
for their children
and would do it again
if necessary.....

Happy "Womens Day" to all the Women of all ages who
are not Mothers (I'm not) but wonderful "Feminine" Women who
are strong inner Souls and Spirits who nurture and connect with
"Mother Earth" and "Mother Nature" .......
as we bloom evermore to be renewed and bring
love and Peace to set the world right again!
Buy yourself some flowers today!
Stand tall be proud of yourself!
You've come a long way baby!..:)

All Women unite in nurturing more Love, Peace and Inner Wisdom
into this world of ours...as we "Bloom" again and again and again
reuniting with and connected to "Mother earth"..

Helen Reddy's song still rings true
Ladies sing it with me!...

I am woman hear me roar
and I'm too big to ignore
as I spread my loving wings
across the land.

But I'm just an embyro
with a long long way to go
until I make "My Brothers" understand

Oh yes we are wise but its wisdom from the pain
oh yes we've paid the price but look how much we've gained
If we have to we can do anything
we are strong
we are invincible
we are "Women"....

We've been down there on the floor
but we don't want to go back no more
because we know to much to ever go back again

Oh yes we are wise but its wisdom from the pain
oh yes we've paid the price
but look how much we've gained
if we have to
we can do anything
we are strong
we are invincible
we are "Women"....

Sorry if the lyrics aren't completely accurate
as I'm just typing them from my memory..

Happy Mothers and "Womens" day!

And when Fathers day comes around
Happy Fathers day!
Happy Mens day!
We must all acknowledge and respect one another
and never "exclude" anyone..

So Happy Gay Day!
Happy Childrens Day!
Oh did I forget anyone?
Please let me know if I did!
Each and every single one of you
that reads this have a wonderful Sunday!

With Angel Blessings,

Rhiannon

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Hurricane Flame.....

Hurricane Flame

Keep it simple Rhi
stop tossing about
your Hurricane Flame
stop throwing caution
to the wind....
Instead....
shut down
be more like them
break don't bend
walk about
and blend
"in"....

Be a "Team Player"
not a Sooth Sayer
Zombies, Zombies, Zombies...
Pay your dues
and join the club..
"Mickey Mouse"
M-i-c-k-e-y M-o-u-s-e
sorry, I'm not a member.....

I'm throwing caution
to the wind again
its my middle name
and I know this will never change....
yet common sense and intuition
still abound
in between
to keep me sane..........

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) April 2006 *Copyrights owned by Barbara

I Do Not Agree.....


I Do Not Agree

Monster smiles
say "surprise"
pull your cape
over your eye's
run for cover
to protect you from the rain
to protect you from the lies
to protect you from the pain....

Streaked colors
run down the walls
in the room hidden
behind deceit
not to be believed.....

They advise you to abandon your character
and join them....
The Beast that roam the night
in a Souless city.....

"Become one of us and you'll get what you need" they say...
"No, You'll never own my soul
and if you were to ever ask me why
I would tell you "I Do Not Agree"
but you still wouldn't understand
you'd still be mystified", I said.....

*Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) April 26, 2006* *Copyrights owned by Barbara*

Thursday, April 27, 2006

"Green Power"!..Check out this months VanityFair..


Please check out May's magazine issue of Vanityfair at your nearest magazine or newstand near you!
It's full of great informative articles about Global warming and what we all can do to
try to make a difference. I was at Barnes and Noble Book store yesterday and
ended up getting it...the whole issue is a great read and hope some might check it out and
purchase it if you can. Make a difference in any small way you can. I've been educated on
"Green" for years and hope to inform more as time goes on. Be informed and paticipate.
Think with your mind and heart, and not quick "easy fixes"...

Blessings,

Rhiannon

Monday, April 17, 2006

Maybe the Poet...Stop the War!!!..

This is Edna St. Vincent Millay
My very favorite poet and writer
She is the first woman who won a
Pulitzer prize for her poetry.

These words below are from a song by Bruck Cockburn (a Canadian musician) from his album "Stealing Fire".
The song and album might be quite old but it sure seems to fit the world in all it's "Sick backwards Chaos"
now. I've had this song on my mind for a few weeks now haven't been able to get it out of my head. So going to write it out and get it out of my head maybe...or maybe the poet?...hmmmm
Sspeaking of poets this song speaks volumes....so listen up...if you will....Note*I know this is long but I'm on a very "slow dial up" and it took me over two hours to do this...but if your not patient then don't bother reading it..but I sure would appreciate it if you would!..:) ..thank you for your patience*..

Maybe the Poet

Maybe the poet is gay
but he'll be heard anyway

Maybe the poet is drugged
but he won't stay under the rug

Maybe the voice of the Spirit
in which case you'd better hear it

Maybe he's a woman
who can touch you where you're human

Male Female slave or Free
Peaceful or Disorderly
maybe you and he will not agree
but you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
all it wants to do is rule you
pay attention to the poet
you need him and you know it

Put him up against the wall
shoot him up with pentothal

Shoot him up with lead
you won't call back what's been said

Put him in the ground
but one day you'll look around

There'll be a face you don't know
voicing thoughts you've heard before

Male Female slave or Free
Peaceful or Disorderly
maybe you and he will not agree
but you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
all it wants to do is rule you
pay attention to the poet
you need him and you know it...

I've been trying to imagine Mr. George W. Bush (and Donald Rumsfield) putting on all that combat gear and flying them right into the middle of a serious "red or green combat zone" in Iraq, give them some weapons and leave them there for a while...since neither hasbeen in combat I believe (please correct me if I am wrong) maybe they can learn to "share the experience" and get a taste of the kind of guts and "facing their fear" head on, on a daily basis, it takes from our soldiers...maybe Bush and his administration might then realize that they helped create a "monster" with their "agendas" and then each one of them might take a look in the mirror and set aside their arrogance, stubborness and anger and listen to the majority of the American people and stop doing the opposite of what this country wants and stop their petty egocentric controlling childish ways. Democracy? If you think thats why we are at war or did this or because of 9/11 please think again..Please!...those were just "excuses" for their "agenda", many of which worked for quite a while until some people finally started waking up to "The Truth of Reality"! Educate yourselves, read, find the facts, don't just believe any "talking head" you hear or see on TV or radio..they get paid big bucks to blah blah blah you to death..we want facts, news and no more talking heads making big money and getting off on their power of trashing anyone who does not agree with them as not "A true American"!! C'mon what country are we in here where you can't voice another opinion or be trashed, insulted or threatened?...hmmmm....I smell that coffee burning...time to put the "fire" out! It used to scare me if we were to actually end up impeaching Bush, because then we would have Cheney as president!! But now I think that just might be a good thing, for it will scare the hell out of everyone and wow that sure would be a big wake up call!. As to those people who've told me during both elections that their vote wouldn't have counted anyway...I hope you realize that if counted up all of those who didn't vote (who now bitch moan and complain about it all) every single one of you just might have made a difference in how this all turned out!

I am not afraid nor ashamed to say,
I DO NOT AGREE MR GW BUSH! Get off your high horse and ride out the storm with some truth and stop playing headgames with the American people with your lies...Wake up pay attention!!..we are not as stupid as you think...and you are the one that needs to get out in the world more and look and listen...you need to get out of your big Protective Bubble of "Yes people"..listen, stop being so ignorant..you are our President and this is not preschool and its not a quiz or test this is the REAL THING! Lord have Mercy grow up!

Rhi

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

We Are Being Called....

*No image or pic on this one I will let you all use your imagination and common sense*

My thoughts..

When many speak of building a "wall" around this country, it gives me shivers down my spine
and I think of the Berlin Wall. Has our country become so fearful that we have let the arrogant ones
instill this in us? Has our country become what we fought so hard not to become?
Are we just pointing fingers at everyone else, but never looking in the mirror?
Have we changed so much that we can't see that our image has become so distorted
and how we may look to other countries in this world?

Has the emperor no clothes? Are many pretending he isn't naked and looking the
other way in shame, fear, ignorance and lack of courage to speak up? Has our path
become so narrow? Do we let ourselves follow like sheep to be herded and slaughtered
to the roads of narrow mindedness?

Has the Bell of Freedom rang its last toll? Has protection, security and fear built walls
within our own hearts and minds, taking away our very own freedoms and rights? Are we letting
ourselves become toxic and stagnant out of our choice to be ignorant and in such total denial of "truth"?

Thick walls of lies and deceit are rotting the core of America. Thousands of innocent victms are
dying and being killed with the reasoning of senseless excuses that boggle the mind..."collateral damage"
in "harms way" for the sake of "Democracy"? Think again....oh please think again..look in the mirror of our
distorted image...its getting very blurry, and hard to focus "clearly"...of "what is" ...."Reality"..
"The Sins of Politics"..."The Politics of Sin"...Where is America's Dignity? And where is our shame?

We are being called....let our voices be heard.

The Angels are standing by waiting and watching trying to get our attention...look around you...
Open up your hearts, your souls, your minds...Let your voice be heard...do not let fear control us!

"Awaken"........"Begin"........Keep hope and courage alive!

With Angels awaiting for our souls to triumph over evil, lies and arrogance....it's "Time"...

Love and Peace to all,

Rhiannon


Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Some of my poems below from last year..

I've been going through my archives and I thought I would post 5 of my poems from last summer, for some of you who may never have read them. They are different than the ones I've been posting of late....if some of you have already read them in the past....sorry about that! I liked these poems they come from a different part of me...

Scroll down for another side and "dimension of Rhiannon"...

Blessings,

Rhi

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Passions Flight".....






Pleasures design
bodies blending
and intertwine
to rhymes
of no reason.......

Light through a door
in someones season....

skin to skin
heart to heart
dare I risk it?
dare to be?
or fall through eternity.. ..

Rushing flames
passions flight
of butterfly wings....
spirits rise
in darkest night
blending and filling
up with the rush...
Break my heart
if you must..
but....
be
gentle
with
me
tonite...

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Untitled..

Your present yourself unadorned
to the world
children in kindergarten gates...
trapped...
who have become adults...
don't be late
for the dead tune calls....

Midnite....
beaming moonlight
on shining breast
yawns the distant thunder crashed...
upon deep shores
caressed by soft winds...
In wildness and abandon
our souls touch...
Are we there yet?

Written by Rhiannon August 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Rhythm of your Heart...

Come with open arms
to my shores....
I'll show you my heart
if you'll show me yours..
touch me with fingertips
magically soft
touch me inside
the part I hide...

Zoom me across the stars
and the skies..
make me laugh
so hard I cry...
tears of happiness
in between soft sighs
contentment in stillness
contentment inside.

Lay out your hands
and play my chords
to the rhythm of your heart
as mine enters yours..
We're together until the end
my beloved
my one and only true friend.

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Echoes of Deception..

You have made my heart fear love...
you who open the wounds
once again..
by your casual promises..
words that are meaningless..

How many times
will I believe
your empty words?

I keep trying to trust and believe
but you dishonor me
by your deceit
of hollow lies...

There's holes in the sky
from all your broken promises...
stars are missing
and never even fell
to be wished upon...
you made them disappear
without the luster
of truth
upon your lips...
you blew out the candle
of joyful love....
its embers
turned to ashes
of black
cold
indifference
and cruelty...
upon your
locked
doors...
that slam through
the dark echoes
of
rejection...
Dead
Stone
Frown
Silence
Ego........

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Character Matters...


I was looking for a journal book at the store today, as I go
through them so quickly. Then I saw this one and loved
the cover and what it said! The dress on the cover is of
real material and when you touch it, it feels like velvet or
felt! I also have a "Little Black dress" almost identical to
this one! But the real reason I just had to purchase this journal
book was because of what the cover says. I don't care what other
people think I will always be "in fashion" as"Character does matter" no matter how much you must sacrifice to keep it, it is something "priceless" when you "Where it well".......

Sunday, April 02, 2006

I'm in my Mystical Gypsy Soul mood.....



*Dedicated to the one I have not known yet, but will soon*

Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You (Written by Stevie Nicks)

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In all your darkest hours
Have you ever heard me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know..

Has anyone ever given anything to you
In your darkest hours
Did you ever give it back
Well, I have
I have given that to you
If it's all I ever do
This is your song....

And the rain comes down
There's no pain and there's no doubt
It was easy to say
I believed in you everyday
If not for me
Then do it for the world...

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In your darkest sorrow
Did you ever hear me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know.....

So, if not for me, then
Do it for yourself
If not for me, then
Do it for the world
Poet.....priest of nothing
Oh Poet
Priest of nothing...
Poet
Priest of nothing...
Poet
Legend
Poet
Priest of nothing...

Bombay Sapphires....



Bombay Sapphires (Written by Stevie Nicks)

You beloved
were to me
everything
That love stood for
To love one another for awhile
Was enough
It was all that I lived for
How can I go on without you
Can I go on without you
I tell myself
this time
I'm going to have to
*Move on*

It's like Bombay Shapphires
Hey I can take you higher
Whatever you desire
I can mend your *Heart*..

It is green
It is aqua marine
It is colors I have never seen
I can see past you
to the white sand
It is blue
It is not about you
It is all true
You know-who I am.....
The sea never changes
not really
It is the constant in my life
I always return here
To the flash of those colors
Through every window
The wind through the night
Here I am dramatic
Here I am not waiting
Here I am not listening
To the call of the *Wild*....

It's like purple haze
It's there every day
It's passion never fades
You know what I mean...

It's like Bombay Sapphires
Hey I can take you higher
Whatever you desire
I can mend your *Heart*...

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Nowhere Inside...

Nowhere Inside

Seemingly not noticing me standing there
I can see the expression on your face
you stare
into nowhere...

Where is it that you go?
Is nowhere inside
a place to hide?
With no cares
or worries
no hurry
no stress
undressed
unadorned,
stripped down
and torn
to your soul..
where is it that you go?
where is it that you hide?
where is it that you go inside?

Your ambivalence towards love
falters
but just for a minute
as you slowly walk down the stairs
that take you nowhere...
Where is it that you go?
is nowhere inside
a place to hide?...

Written March 2006 by Rhiannon (Barbara) Copyrights by Barbara

Friday, March 17, 2006

I've changed my mind..but things are different now.

Well due to time factor and priorities, I had said to myself I wasn't going to do any more writing or posting pics on here, etc..but its just such a good creative process, form of expression and outlet for me I need it! So I will be posting one poem a week or so, some with pics and my fiddling with them on my photo express with colors and added text,etc.. and some not.. Though it is nice to share my writings,etc..with others, I'm not doing it for that reason because I don't care if or how many see it, this is for "me" now..I DON'T want to be "popular"!!!! It's too stressful! So I don't give a hoot about that..:)..At any rate angel blessings to any who may "pop in" from time to time and love and peace for this world..

Rhi

Sunday, March 12, 2006

I want to know what Love is...



I was out running errands today, driving in my car, and this song came
on the radio, and I just started to get a big lump in my throat
and then I suddenly just started to cry....I've always loved this song.
Anybody remember the beautiful video to this song?...This song just
so eloquently put where my thoughts have been going of late. Hearing it
on the radio....was it a coincidence?I don't think so..nothing ever is
in my life...what an emotional month this has been for me so far!

I want to know what Love is (By the group Foreigner)


lllllllllllllllll
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm older

Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
And through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now , I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me

I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
I can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is

I know you can show me

I wann know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me

Let's talk about love
I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside
I want you to show me, and I'm feeling so much love
I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide

I wanna know what love is, let's talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is......