by Bela Johnson | Apr 22, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, nature, poetry, Uncategorized
She’s tender, like rose petals in rain before sun and weather draw stalks rigid toward a heaven filled with wonder and fear of what lies beyond, of then and now as small hands trace feathery lines across his tired brow. Trembling when confronted with too many...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 8, 2014 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized
Whether attributed to Confucius or Jesus and/or simply as a conclusion drawn by many who observe life’s workings over time, Do unto others, as you would have others do unto you is an assertion fastened upon from my youth. It has stood the test of time too, though I...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 25, 2014 | lifestyle, love, personal, poetry, relationships, Uncategorized
He rolls over, nestles into her back; warm, soft hands cupping bony ribs, slack belly, full hips. Years they have lain this way, waning dancers in the twilight. She turns, his synchronized movements practiced upon nights beyond number; limbs flailing, twisting,...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 11, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, nature, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized
An avalanche or a rockslide cleaves sharply from its origins; boulders of perception tumbling, tumbling thundering carelessly over terrain flinching passively; unexpected projectiles lodging fragments into storied ice. Millennial madness, and it drives and it...
by Bela Johnson | Feb 18, 2014 | animals, lifestyle, nature, personal, random thoughts, Uncategorized
I have never managed to save one, not that I haven’t tried. All my life I have discovered fledglings, either crowded out of the nest or cast out, or injured in the attempt to gain instant knowledge of flight. As a child it was neighborhood cats who preyed upon...
by Bela Johnson | Jan 21, 2014 | food, lifestyle, psychology, random thoughts, Uncategorized
Every day around three or four, I get hungry. When I tap into my core, it’s not so much that I’m ravenous; rather it feels like there is a need I’m trying to fill, and food is most convenient. Perhaps you share my sentiments. If I harken back to...
