Petalouda Pieces Blog

      They leave little parts       of themselves with me       They move away But I'm not free!

As I stand in the midst Of this wilderness  Called life Tears roll down my face And I wonder Am I alone Am I the only one With these thoughts Am I the only one Wondering Is this it Is this all there is To life Standing in the wilderness Wolves snapping at my feet Trying to topple me To the

To All who struggle for peace To All who long for love To All who hope for purpose To All who seek to find themselves I say look within  The way to peace requires sacrifice The way to love requires giving The way to purpose requires sharing The way to self requires honesty Walk in humility Walk in thoughtfuln

My journey has come to a close the time has come to go home to the place where I live.  My heart is lighter My strength is stronger more powerful My love is more pure than ever.  I touched a mighty oak and she spoke to me in words I can only wonder.  I cried the touch went so deep into my core without any warning.

The lights are bright off in the distance out there near the ocean on the buildings and the ships sitting on the water locked into the dock  The bright lights a beautiful distraction to take one's mind off the reality that waits in the darkness To be seen again in the morning light  Night lights hide the reality with just enough brightnes

The tears falling  down my face  washing my heart releasing the pain that is my life  to the Universe  to steer away from this life and create a new way of being  of sharing of caring  As the floodgates to my heart burst open and I peer through to the other side I am afraid  yet hopeful I am strong yet weak as I l

Beauty surrounds me Beauty sustains me Beauty upholds me  Truth is beauty is beautiful  Being true to myself  makes me beautiful  No matter how painful Truth makes me beautiful  I want to be beautiful always and forever  I want my beauty  to encompass truth and love  I want truth and love to be my compas

Last Breath When you took your last breath, I was there Even though I was so unaware Of what it meant to me for you to be free As you continued your journey breathlessly  I looked, watching, hoping for one more time to see the rise and fall of your chest While already knowing your time had come You had begun your period of rest  My hand u

Bermuda HAH Series HAH HAH HAH!!! Part I – Heritage in Housing Much has been said of Bermuda's heritage or lack of heritage, depending on who is speaking at the time. So, what is it that Bermudians call heritage? Let's see… culture includes a people's housing, clothing, food, and traditions (celebratory, symbolic, and other.) Since heritage an

I wonder…I wonder why black men die I think… I think police use black men as target practice  confusing black target silhouettes with black men I think police need to think before they press And stop thinking black men are less I wonder…I wonder why black men die Then I get it ... It's obvious when it's a white man No one h

Why are we not seeing the CHANGE we were promised in those heady days leading up to November, 2008? Should I just end this conversation before I begin? Should I just use the insanity defense? Why did we buy into that expectation of CHANGE? Were we mesmerized by Nina Simone singing in the background… Everything must change Nothing stays th

Centuries ago, our ancestors were fascinated with the heavens and the stars above while dealing with storms, floods, heat, cold, earthquakes, lightning, tornadoes, and hurricanes below. Thanks to technological advances, if our ancestors were transported to today, they might be even more fascinated to see how mankind has proven the connections of ab

Bermuda HAH Series HAH HAH HAH!!! Intro – Heritage Is ? Sometimes heritage, ancestry, and history are discussed as if the concepts are all one and the same thing. However, I, and Merriam Webster, disagree. Each word has a different meaning and is not the same no matter the context. In the context of this writing, heritage is something passed on or

Sun rays dance among the trees creating a unique relationship with the shadows hiding in broad view throughout the forest. The sun rays flit, flirt, jump, twirl, and twist with sharpness and grace, highlighting all the goings on of every living creature, every rock, every stream of water meandering on its journeyed purpose within the forest. Strong

Invite yourself to a celebration A party for your hopes and dreams A party of encouragement To continue to move forward To dare to step out and Fill the wholes of desire in your life  Invite yourself to a celebration Bring the finest wines Bring the sweetest and most savory ideas To feed your soul and your mind To

The cactus  A rose in the desert Standing firm Even when surrounded by nothingness Finding water Where there seemingly is none Finding hope in seeming hopelessness Beauty Is in the eye of the beholder  The cactus Prickly on the outside But underneath those bristles oftentimes is a soft smooth skin And inside