loup
16 November 2018

lessons in the desert

he said leaving is never easy
and she walked out the door
a dust devil came for her soul
as she realized she wouldn’t see him anymore

the dreams still haunt her
what could have been and things left unsaid
did she ever really know him
or was it all in her head

the desert sun baked down on her
the day she drove away
a stronger woman for it all
but oh what a price to pay

Mind Blown

loup
2 November 2018

Do you ever think if Young Sheldon Cooper found out his MeeMaw once dated Luke Skywalker it would blow his mind?

 

(Corvette Summer – look it up)

QOTW

loup
1 November 2018

The impulse to write things down is a peculiarly compulsive one, inexplicable to those who do not share it, useful only accidentally, only secondarily, in the way that any compulsion tries to justify itself. Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss. – Joan Didion

loup
1 November 2018

I wander down this path
where evil shadows lurk

dancing in my faith
I call upon my courage
to turn and face this thing

each dead shadow bares
more to take its place

more to carry on the battle
more to haunt my pace

with the turn of every corner
I grow more determined

@lehnanne

thoughts

loup
31 October 2018

Firewalk your past. Navigate the pain, use it. You can’t change it, but you are not doomed to repeat it.