Friday, January 7, 2022

Adrift with a Destination

             

Adrift with a Destination

The solitude of the sea, alone, but not

surrounded by the endless sea of Anemone

leaving the likes of despair, sorrow, and fear behind

looking through the facets of a kaleidoscope starting anew

with various paths that branch this way and that

giving me the desire to live to excel to be more

pulled by the magnetic lure of waters transparent

enticed by the caress of whispering flowing waves

new beginnings to continue through this decade as before

or dive deeper to reach new heights

January makes a grand entrance with visions of success in and around me

revealing the hidden beauty of my soul as elegant as a Red Dahlia

and ready to explore all that's possible

living

excelling

being more

©Regina Phillips,  January 7 2022




Thursday, September 30, 2021

Wrongs to Right


I languish here on someone’s property

no doubt due to the negative vibe Of 2021’s mercury retrograde

Watching the indigo lights flash through my mind

bringing the melancholy of days past

Waiting with a bizarre thirst of sustenance, both liquid and solid

mindlessly seeing the Purity of love from this dog

fighting the despair of homelessness and hunger

©Regina Phillips September 2021


Wednesday, September 22, 2021

United


Isolated but not Alone

Together we stand apart

Under one sky separated by differences

Uncomfortable silence greets you in passing

Wondering what the others are thinking

Watching and waiting to see who moves first

©Regina Phillips September 2021


Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Back to the Future

 

Back to the Future

Wait! Follow your intuition.
You're thinking, "What's that!"
That gut feeling, that's it!
Should I or Shouldn't I!
Follow that first instinct
It's usually spot on
That first mistake will take
you on unforeseen journeys
 Making a full circle to
where you were suppose to be
all along.  Good luck!

©Regina Phillips September 2021





Friday, August 13, 2021

Stealth

 

Soundlessly I wait

Watching through infrablue lens

Seeing everything that evades me

Waiting for that which appeals my taste buds

©Regina Phillips, August 2021

Friday, July 30, 2021

Shipwreck

 


Washed ashore and lost

I stumbled upon a Cathedral

Wherein I searched my atlas

Waiting to be rescued

the sound of a crows’ echo

was hollow and ghastly

and the whimsical of it all

was the hue of the nights starry full moon

 

©Regina Phillips 7.29.2021

The Choice is Yours

 

The tidal wave of my hoofs

Magnifies the exhilarating freedom

I feel to roam the earth with no atlas to guide me

The vibration of each gallop echoes along the shore

As the sun rises and cast many hues of my watery form

I charge to the cathedral in a whimsical state of mind to

Erase all the hollow and ghastly feelings that creep inside.

 

©Regina Phillips July 2021


Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Touristastic Day in Akihabara

Goku & Fire Fist Ace


On my vacation to Japan I visited Akihabara
Mandarake has awesome anime figures
Dragonball Z and One Piece are my favorite
One stop at the Pokémon Center MEGA Tokyo and
then onward to Maid Café for entertainment and food

Monday, March 11, 2019

Farm Life


A breathtaking, beautiful horizon across the pastures.
Thoughts of days gone by, yesteryear, as I load
the truck for today's sales.  A treasure of blossoms
to brighten a heart, to lift a spirit and to freshen the air.

Time waits for no one.  At the break of dawn, I shall
travel many miles to bring smiles of delight to
homes of the unknown.

As dusk descends I travel home for a
a festive sanctuary of stews and bread and to
add a bouquet of wondrous colors to lighten the
burden of farm life and struggles to survive.

Yet again I arise to smell the flowers.

©Regina Phillips 2019

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

A Spell Broken -- ReAwakened

Poets United

This is my first attempt at writing Prose. This Pantry of Prose #1 is the brainchild of
Magaly Guerrero, Poets United.


A Spell Broken

A shadow within mahogany leaves, as one we escaped upward, searching for freedom.  My journey begins again as I am reawakened by the water flowing from beneath earths’ soil.  My desire to move forward and emerge visibly stronger than before was witnessed by a couple enjoying a mid-day drink.

I appeared strange to the couple, my attire spoke of an elegant queen, dressed for an occasion that reminded them of nuptials and love.  My mahogany lace gown, as pristine as the day it all began.  I asked the question, “What day is it?”  Six months have passed and I wonder who has searched for me.

As I walked past the onlookers, in search of the one who stole my heart and encased me within the cement of blood red vines, my thoughts run to and fro thinking and remembering.  Where are you, my betrothed, Blaine?  I am no longer dazed nor confused by the spell you cast.

I shudder to know why your desire to deceive me in such a manner came to this?  I remember our last moments together clearly.  Everything is falling into place, I am no longer confused.  I now know why my best friend failed to appear when I called her.  It’s no coincidence that you appeared when she should have.  I’ve been a fool.

The two people I loved and trusted most, cast me aside as if I was nothing and continued on with their lives as one.

The desire to find and punish diminishes as I realize that I am now free to be who I desire to be.

©Regina Phillips 2019

This Prose is born from a poem published on The Sunday Muse #44

ReAwakened
Photo credit of Emily Soto

Lace, lattice of mahogany leaves entwined
as one to travel upward.

Thoughts of emerging from invisible to visible.

Vibrantly awakened, dazed yet not confused.

A journey continued from days long passed.

Searching to find what was once mine,
in hopes to be the betrothed once more.

Longing, desiring boldly to be...


© Regina Phillips 2019



Friday, March 1, 2019

Moriggan

The Sunday Muse
Photo Courtesy of "Be Free" by Magic Love Crow

Shadows of black and white,
an interlude of gray.
Corvusheart and AmazonWarrior,
heart to heart.

What thoughts are transpiring?

United as one in battle,
dependent on one another.

Amazon Warrior will you save me from the
despair of flightless battle as you emerge?

Yes, Corvusheart, as the battle ensues
your Goddess of War and Death, Moriggan,
will defeat those who desire to ensnare you.

Corvusheart your intelligence and adaptability
Is now mine to use as we surge into battle.

Upon victory we shall be whole again.

© Regina Phillips 2019

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