Taexalia

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Waking Walking

First Feet Fragment Frost

Crisp White

Crunching

Forth Fog

Shields Shores

Red Sky ... read more

Wolf Moon Crescent

Wolf Moon Crescent ~ by Taexalia

The New Moon today begins the cycle of the Wolf Moon. It is said that this moon gets its name from the hungry wolves who would howl near tribal settlements in North America.

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I see a wolf standing alone at the edge of the ancient Caledonian Forest. She is a deep memory of a landscape faded. She is looking at the black of ... read more

I Am Ready To…

I am ready to...

... sit within the rainbow

... show myself

... be introspective in the limelight

... hold the boundary between myself and undesired clamour

... shine

... shield myself when I need to

This isn't the picture of a person in a chair that I want to use in this post but I'm not even sure if I have a picture other than in my memory. Since @ is already with Sandman it's not a good time to start hauling our stash of as-yet-unpacked-boxes out of the walk-in cupboard to empty boxes of photos all over the floor to find out... So this is the only picture of a chair that I have for the moment (I *have* to include a picture ... read more

Teenage Mutant Idiot Syndrome

I am sitting here pondering the prompt for this week's Sunday Scribblings and a particular memory dances from the shadows and presents itself to me. Since my reaction is to stuff it back into the realms of secrecy and find something else to write about, I am guessing it meets the requirements of scandalous... It was somewhere in the realms of early to mid teenagehood and it was the time of the end of year school disco. Now we were all in the middle of Thatcher induced teacher's strikes and ... read more

Stirring the Loch

I am the one who feels exposed... I am the one who stands before a locked gate... I am the one who feels locked in... I am the one who is sleeping beneath the surface... I am the one who is hiding in the mist... I am the one who is standing still... I am the one who cannot see the path ahead of me... I am the current shifting below the still ... read more

Card for Today

[caption id="attachment_335" align="alignleft" width="187" caption="SoulCollage - "earth mother"][/caption] I haven't written for a while and some reasons for that are good reasons rather than unfortunate excuses... Like being in California for ten days of Soulskin time :) I'm still trying to fix this blog so it looks the way I want it to and so please bear with the stark an un-me white for now... Anyway, one of the things I got up to in California was completing the training that allows ... read more

Transformation

Beyond the realms of here and nowSomething comes towards usOur thoughts and dreams build hazy shapesAnd bring options into sightBeyond the realms of here and nowOur hazy dream shapes curdleAnd through the veil a path formsAnd our steps bring us closerAmongst the realms of here and thereOur choices change our landscapeAnd step by step what was a dreamBecomes the here and nowInspired by this week's prompt at Writer's ... read more

Impulse

Impulsea quivering big red button in my soulwears different coloured sockslaughs at inhibitionexhilaratessays yesdances naked in the rainbuys expensive red shoesfalls in love with a piraterushes towards deliciouscareens towards future regretsexplores dangerous pathsruns before it can walksays noanswers temptationwinks at a strangerflies in the face of reasonshakes the dayjumps at the chancevibratesInspired by this week's prompt at Writer's ... read more

Be Careful What You Wish For

So I thought I'd be smart and ask for suggestions about topics to write about and now I have THREE. And no excuses ~ I always find excuses are rare after a glass of Merlot.Is it ironic that a plea prompted by writer's block brings a suggestion to write about writing?Good grief Misssy have you no compassion?!?I have no idea how to write for the "big boys", I mean I've never finished a book or been published and I'm sort of intrinsically opposed to fat cats. I suppose that means my advice is to ... read more

Thank You

Laughter is fleetingas the storm clouds loomand my shoulders sagBut it's laughter nonethelessthat you charm out of meand the darkness liftsNot for you do I needto be a perfect womanalways smiling in the sunshineNot for you do I needto have every situationlickedWhen all I have is nothingand my tears blend with the rainyou keep holding onFor you'll be therewhen I'm under black cloudsnot just on sunny ... read more

A Fleeting Moment

I stood on this spot in the middle of winter, hands slowly turning to ice and watched the water rolling, breathing, building energy and crashing. Each turn of the water was different linked only by an underlying rhythm. Sometimes I watched the rocky outcrop anticipating a big wave crashing and spraying, my finger poised to take a rapid fire of images, hoping to catch perfection. Sometimes I looked further out to the swell of the Forth and saw shadows play on the surface and the ululating water ... read more