In the firelight’s evening flickering, she remembered how she had asked for him – and then received.
Author: Candid Corvid Productions
Between Worlds
My Love,
I do not know how to bridge to you.
Every day, I would be there with you.
Maybe it takes a man’s eyes to see what a woman only internalizes.
“Many Returns”

Like in the Birthday song, “And many returns…”- or in greeting goodbye.
Where The Clouds Fly
He looked back at her, gasping a bit to catch his breath as her gaze carressed his flush-cheeked face and delighted excitement dancing in his eyes.
Reaching out his hand for her to climb up steadily beside him, he drew her into his arms as the crisp mountain air flicked whispily through their hair.
Held warm and secure, she was able to stabilize the internal anxiety that had plagued with every winding step they had taken, leading them to this magical place.
She hated how much fear kept weighing on her psychology – and looking up at him as he kissed her dashingly, she had thought that she could never love him more.
Yet, every day, his enthusiasm for life and her craving it within him stoked their fires higher.
“Someone Arted”

“Today’s Favorites”

Zoom in to see these fanciful lovelies!
When Nothing More
Ambling…
Shuffling…
More of a zombie thing, than coherency.
Embarrassed she had stressed at the overtaxed pharmacist – who also was vexed that he voiced his whirling thoughts out loud.
He had innovated well on their behalf.
She knew she should not be in public like this – caught in a sinkhole from exploded adrenals.
People patterns pervaded and criss-crosssd verbatim.
Vitamins and nourishment.
Flowers and the sky.
“The Return”

“Raindrop”

“When Heavens Collide”

“Look For The Blue Bits”

Reference to the movie, Man Up.
“The Great Expanse”

“Spring’s Shadow”

The Crush
She kept waiting for the pressure to ease, but it didn’t.
Climbing at higher elevations, it was easier to lie down flat and let the heavens pass across her than it was to stand up and keep going.
This must mean that she was ascending – but it felt like she was dying.
All of the rules and regulations: she couldn’t navigate their impressions.
She wanted to be in love by having found her soulmate.
She wanted to have more children and experience their thriving.
She wanted to live and breathe and stretch into the open air – without having to continuously care that she never had and continued to not fit others’ preset expectations.
She belonged with a tribe that believed as she did.
But, maybe she was among the first of them.
Maybe it was better to rest and wait for them.
If she let them catch up, then tomorrow she might see and could greet them.
Ambiversion
There are important events, but then, nourishing sanctum is best.
Reciprocal
Caught in Time’s Jag, he hit the next portal and, though delayed, was on track to find her.
Fifty-Six
She asked if she could someday, expecting to be told never again – but, instead was told in four years. Time to heal and recuperate for the event.
Under Water
Pulled downward into the abyss, she was held in safety as the virus passed over.
(Hi-Lo [Hollow] – Bishop Briggs)
“Protect Me…”
And with that request, she succumbed to Oblivion.
Sleep
Her body begged for it.
But, her instincts fled from it.
(You’ve Got The Look – Prince)
“Whale Saves Diver From Shark”
(Sunflower – Tamino ft Angele)
Romance Novels
What I like about the best of them is that the heroine may have become broken, but she is cherished and regains abilities.
Heaven’s View
The prized unit was perched on the edge of the curving lane which passed the pool upon entering the small group of condominiums and crossed an upper loop of the golf course which traced a large pond with ducks, cooties, reeds, and black swans – depending on the season.
As she grew to maturity, she wondered what it would be like to have it bequethed to her after their passing, for she loved this home dearly and was the first born of their grandchildren.
But this was not to be. It was given to her uncle who sold it for the brief gain of money.
Balance
I haven’t been ok.
Therefore, I am ok.
I’m Funny
Just not always instantaneous.
Def Of Latitude
1. The angular distance of a place north or south of the earth’s equator, or of a celestial object north or south of the celestial equator, usually expressed in degrees and minutes.”at a latitude of 51° N”Similar:parallelgrid lineOpposite:longitudemeridian
2. Scope for freedom of action or thought.”journalists have considerable latitude in criticizing public figures”Similar:freedomscopeleewayelbow roombreathing spacespace
(Google search)
Latitude
Planning to garden seems neither here nor there.
(Meanings – haha!)
Reality
She had to leave because she kept seeking continuity where things remained broken.
(I love multiple meanings)
I Am, Here
This is me.
This is me.
This is not me.
This is me.
Patterns
Sometimes I see them and can’t help but track them.
Afterall, listening saved me – and not, betrayed.
A Desperate Mind
He had to corrupt everything that she was doing to cause her reaction so that he could have reason to leave her.
Crossing Over
There is no cure. There are no reparations.
There is only walking forward and figuring out how to unlock doors to greet the present’s future.
Mind Tricks
In these vast echo chambers of a catacombed mind, to hear myself lost and alone in the darkness was frightening.
But even worse was when I became awsre of it – and then they became aware of me and came scurry-crawling in their eagerness to feed.
Dark abominations of imagination came greeting to where I’d been cast after the garden was closed to me by my own hand’s sealing.
A child’s attempt to divert trauma walled off normal relating.
I Write
So I can hear myself think.
Creaks
I heard something…
But that doesn’t mean it was anything.
Time Repeats
Or is it my own perceptions that are glitching as pain throttles complacency?
Recovering
An outstretched claw contracted in tension as she remembered how the wizard had vexed and tormented her.
Becoming aware in pain and fitful napping, she extended it – willing it to acknowledge this was a new beginning.
Masking
Relationships are give and take and require at minimum two identities.
I morph too easily and try to accomodate, blending into the scenery.
Until I form my opinions, and then – surprise! – I’m unique.
(Don’t Let Me Get Me – Pink)
Spectral
Spirit embodied.
(Going, Going, Gone – Luke Combs)
Gravity
To my astonishment, tears fall so easily sometimes.
Maybe I ought to encourage them.
Maybe they will wash my soul clean.
“The Bee’s Knees”
Why do we say that someone we really like is akin to this?
Do bees even have knees?
Or is it that we think that someone is so great that because of them, bees would have knees -?
Sabotaged
Yeah, but my neck is spasm-pinching.
Back to “the grind” of daily survival for me!
‘Sploded
Fragile adrenals got exploded from trying some sips of a touted energy fizz drink with green tea and neural stimulation components.
Days later, I trace back to the scene of my downfall where bamboozled system synapses now arrive, crashed and tumbling.
“Henry Cavill Me!”
A quip from my last brain-cell humor last night that I shared with my supportive youngling.
Jagged-Edge
“Don’t assume that you know me!”
She turned to him in whirlwind expression, panic seizing her breath and making her seem like a wild woman.
The distress from fear that he would snap-judge her and leave was all-encompassing.
