Sunday, January 25, 2015

Stargazer... Queen of Her Own light...

Stargazer queen...
"This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in a forest and be part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy." ~Schutz
Do you know the beauty of looking at the stars?  The way they are pin point diamonds in the dark velvet?  The sweet, glorious, smell of Spring and renewal envelopes my senses when I realize something. 
"Once you feel like you are avoided by someone, never disturb them again." ~Unknown author
The dark gaps that some create between your points of light make you realize how you shine.  Let them go.  Say good-bye.  Enjoy being a star in the dark.  For once you do, you recognize all the others who are just as glowing and giving and bright. 
Light gives of itself freely.
Art and musings by Amy Sperry Faldet
This time,
 I am free to say

Sunday, January 18, 2015

"Airships in Her Eyes" by Christopher Ryan

An Orphan light,
in sleight of glance,...
reveals the gears
of a clockwork heart

All geologic color fades,
replaced with casts
of industrial wash
In the streamline of
"A new start"
We are now the automaton dolls
Each one the product
of a mechanical romance
Between barons of iron
And human apart.

Pencil sketch and painting by Amy Sperry Faldet

Saturday, January 10, 2015

"I Will" by Amy Sperry Faldet

One day, I will find the right words, and they will be simple." ~Jack Kerouac
I will.
I see the blossoms of faery drift across my vision.
I will.
Stories in the blue are adrift in the perfect breeze of inspiration....
I will.
I will.
I will unfold.
Art and words by Amy

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Where two reflect, together... a love letter.

It is a rare thing when you meet someone that brings out the best in you.  It is like a love letter from the Universe, saying, "You are here on this Earth to carry the story on.  You are here on this Earth to delight in the senses so that others may never forget that they are too." 
I am so glad in the people I have met.

Latter Day Shadows by Christopher Ryan
My dearest, we are but latter-day shadows in a renaissance fog. Lost in the vapors of time, our marrow is like a cloud that drifts backward into the ages. For, my darling one, this love is harbored in a heart much older than the bodies in which ours presently beat.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

The Only Thing I Know About My Heart Is That It Is a Netherworld Circus...

The only thing I know about my heart is that it is a Netherworld Circus. The only thing I know about my heart is that it is sprinkled with lovers walking beneath the blossoms. The only thing I know about my heart is that it tells stories of dreams and embrace. The only thing I know about my heart is that it is a Netherworld Circus.
Art by Amy Sperry Faldet

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

I Knew Your Eyes... by Amy Sperry Faldet

In the New Year, for me, it is all about the moon in my heart, stardust-sprinkled skin, ocean eyes, hands creating in communion, and kissing all I love with rosebud lips. 
I cherish my journey to me.
I cherish my journey to you.
I cherish my journey to light from Sun and Moon.

I Knew Your Eyes... by Amy Sperry Faldet

Moonbeams, we hold,

Given to us as reigns


A heart’s contract

Ancient, sweet, and old.

Second skins, touch

The gossamer thin

Strands at each other's wrists
Connecting us,

Reminding us

How we are written

In stars,

Fast and fixed,

Full and true,
yet, spinning, twirling, like lovers,
Reminding us
How we are written

Not in sands.


Tentative, tremble





Find ourselves


Each other’s eyes so blue.
Stardust embrace... how do I feel you though I touch not your face?

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Happy Solstice to all the light bringers and the reflective souls...

For Solstice, I ask for the light that fills us all to greet the light that will start its journey back to us. When it is darkest we have each other. Our light reflects on others and we all, at once, are moon children and light makers. Light the way for each other; can we ever ask anymore of ourselves or others than this? Blessed be.
The Huntsman by Christopher Ryan
She moves in vapors with the air,
Tilting my senses with her spirit..
I fear my thoughts that she may wear!
My heart will romp as if she's near it!
The Masses crack, "his mind is meek,
grasp is faint and grip is weak"
But they know nothing of wolves and sheep
I chase the light that hides in dark,...
I hunt the witch who holds my heart!
I hunt the witch who holds my heart.