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Tag Archives: Lake Tahoe
a balancing of stones
she’s precariously held by wayward sky. Day 21 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love. In honor of actual self love, I’m not even gonna try to get caught up (took a fun long weekend off to spend with besties.) I’m simply gonna … Continue reading
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Tagged 28 days, 28 Days of Self-Love, balance, balancing of rocks, Lake Tahoe, wayward sky
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run three, to Blue
{miles} from me to You, where (g)race flows free from every rhythmic step. where sky and lakey sea make way for more of You and less of me.
map my run
(3.some) …………….{miles} map my breath by tune of blue, my heart by sacred morning moon. map my skin with cool of breeze and scent of pine. map my soul with the misty face of morning grace.
cool {blue} runnings
run two (point five) ……………….{miles} to waiting blue, to the scattered hue of a rising sky. i am 6am, the rhythm of feet and the silence of nobody and no body and heartbeat and birdsong. the long slow strides that … Continue reading
run to blue
three ……..{miles} should do it, there and back again. Cool breeze, cool lungs, a brilliant sun skimming the surface of all this blue. There’s a rhythm here that’s different, a sky song waiting. The beat of feet without the strangling … Continue reading
Lake of the Sky
.. When you slip on ……..your cobalt best, …………..I find myself on your shore. There are small kingdoms ……..here, sandcastles of …………..my own small making. Do you see the geese ripple ……..your surface? They etch …………..a new language – I … Continue reading
blue, by You
.. grace is the face of golden sky of places where Lake greets land in a stony kiss, where bliss is breathing believing in indigo spill and that sacred will win over all. it’s the graffiti-etched awe of driftwood scarred … Continue reading
Urges, in Blue
She splurges on the turquoise sky, the cerulean breeze and the gossip-talk of trees that know this Lake fairly aches with everything she needs. She seeds herself in skysong, silence, wild defiant sighs and smiles that just might outlast … Continue reading
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Tagged Blue, breathing in blue, Lake poems, Lake Tahoe, Poetic Asides
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run three, for me
{miles} with a big smile, because Blue is so close you can touch her, breathe her in and be -gin the day knowing you’ve run the (g)race you need. you’ve come to the water and returned whole, filled your lungs … Continue reading →