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Photo, “Archangel Boomerang” by Niki Flow

“An angel has no memory.”  -Terry Southern

This photo was taken from inside my car while speeding down the highway as a storm gathered. (I wasn’t driving.) When I saw the photo on my computer, I thought it looked like an Archangel facing down, wings folded around him, his right hand holding a boomerang back behind his head, ready to throw.

You know, I hope Terry Southern was wrong; or, that the boomerang is one of those squishy Nerf kinds.

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Photo “Milky Way” by EvgeniT, Pixabay

“Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.” -Rumi

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I fixed the photo on the Gem.  It’s so gorgeous and I didn’t want any of it cut from the frame. I also posted a link to the photo.  Then I started wondering who named the Milky Way and things went on from there.

I learned it was called the “Milky Circle” by the Greeks.  The story goes, Zeus brought the infant Hercules to nurse from Hera while she slept.  She woke while the baby suckled and pushed him away.  (His mother was a mortal, one of her husband’s many conquests).  A few drops of milk spilled and formed the Milky Circle. The Romans adopted the name and called it “Via Lactea.” Translated, that means “the road of milk.”

In Germany it’s Milchstrasse. In Norway, it’s called Melkeveien. Both translate to Milky Way in English. But in Finland, it’s called Linnunrata (“path of birds”). In Armenia, it’s “hard goghi chanaparh,” or “Straw Thief’s Way.” In Sweden and Iceland, it’s called Vetrarbrautin and Vintergatan (Winter Way). In East Asia, it’s called “Silver River.”

Source:  How the Milky Way Got Its Name

I love the name Silver River best because it comes from the story of the Weaver Girl and the Buffalo Boy. Two of my poems from Elanthian Love Songs are based on this legend, one for the Weaver Girl and one for the Buffalo Boy (also called “The Cowherd.) I was inspired to write the poems after seeing two beautiful paintings by Steph Law about this legend.

Bridge of Dreams Where She Waits

“Bridge of Dreams Where She Waits” by Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, Shadowscapes.com

EQUINOX

summer was new
when I looked into
his eyes
for the first time
fragrant Spring
so nearly gone
when I felt the heat
of the summer sun
when trembling
he held me in his arms
for the first time

under a summer moon
nearly full
my heart overflowed
at the love in his eyes
moonlight on his face
summer heat in his embrace
when we made love
on a summer’s night
for the first time

summer wanes
the air grows chill
I kiss his lips
on a photograph
I hear his voice
in memory still
and the promise we made
when I saw him last

I taste his tears
mingled with mine
when trembling
he held me for the last time

now nights on end
I wait for him
my waxing moon
my summer sun
and the kiss of his lips
and the promise he made
grows as cold as
winter’s dawn

Copyright 2001, 2019.
Elanthian Love Songs:  A Bard’s Tale
Sara Michele O’Sullivan
All rights reserved.

“Bridge of Wings – Where He Waits,” *
above, from the “Fairytales” gallery
Copyright Stephanie Pui-Mun Law,
2002, 2019. All rights reserved.
Used with permission. Thank you!

* “There is a Chinese tale of the Herder Boy and the Weaver Girl, who were so in love that they neglected their duties and were thus separated by the gods (they are stars in the sky). They are only allowed to meet one night a year, and that is when all the birds fly across to create a bridge between the Herder Boy’s and the Weaver Girl’s stars. This bridge of wings forms the Milky Way.”  (from Shadowscapes.com)

dedicated to lovers, now parted,
who will always love, and always
remember

 

Bridge of Dreams Where He Waits

“Bridge of Dreams Where He Waits” Stephanie Pui-Mun Law, Shadowscapes.com

 

IN HER EYES

When I look into her eyes
I see compassion, understanding
I see the wisdom that she paid for
with so much pain

When I look into her eyes
I see absolute acceptance
I see the love she gives me freely,
unquestioning

No one’s ever loved me like she does
And I know I can be anything
Make real any dream because
I just love the way I look
in her eyes

No one’s ever loved me like she does
With no masks and no disguise
And I feel like I could fly
Because I love the way I look
in her eyes

I wish the whole world could see me
the way she does
Oh, I just love the way I look
in her eyes…

Copyright 2001.
Sara Michele O’Sullivan
All rights reserved.

“Bridge of Wings – Where He Waits,” *
above, from the “Fairytales” gallery
Copyright Stephanie Pui-Mun Law,
2002. All rights reserved.
Used with permission. Thank you!

Dedicated to my SoulSis, Aerienne,
and to her love, Chris, better than 
any fantasy or dream.

 

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“Until you value yourself, you won’t value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it. ” –M. Scott Peck

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“A man cannot be comfortable without his own approval.”
–Mark Twain

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“Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.” –Lucille Ball

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“If only you could sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet; how important you can be to people you may never even dream of. There is something of yourself that you leave at every meeting with another person.” –Fred Rogers

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“When you recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and brings joy, care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life.” –Jean Shinoda Bolen

Moon Songs 50!

In celebration of the 50-year anniversary of the lunar landing, I hope you enjoy this short fictional story about the first Moon Colony Celebration and a family of musicians on the moon.  I wrote this a month after my first granddaughter was born and set it 150 years in the future where Evie, and her granddaughter and namesake, and her great-grandsons are very much a part of the world, and the moon, and having a grand time.

Moon Songs

50! ☼ July 20, 1969-2019 ☼

Evie needs to prepare for the big show on the brand new Moon Colony in three days. She and her jazz-band family have been preparing for this moment for months. But now, her sax reeds are missing. It’s unlikely anyone else in the colony has a baritone sax reed since theirs is the only jazz band in the lineup. All the years of practice, the months and months of auditions just to get here, and it could all be lost, because of a single sax reed.

 

The Old Snake

In the past two months, I have met two new friends who are sight-impaired.  It has really helped me understand a little about the difficulties and frustrations of living in a world without vision.  One of my friends is a young, talented writer.  I’ve been recording their stories as I have time. I also have been recording and posting some of my old stories and publishing these on Wattpad.  This is a writer’s interactive (free) website my new friend introduced me to recently.  It has a really great way of connecting writers to readers and to each other.  Currently, I’m reading three stories by other writers and leaving comments as time allows. You can comment on individual paragraphs, on the chapter, or you can leave private messages.  The feedback is so welcome.  It’s helping me to be a better writer.  I hope you enjoy this story poem and recording.

This story poem came about after two conversations with two of my wise friends (who don’t know each other), and because of Joseph Campbell. One friend was diagnosed recently with an illness that totally changed her life. We were talking about the grief that goes along with that, and how she was trying to let it all go, all the things she could have been and would never be. My heart went out to her so much, and I really understood. I have some things going on too. Then another very wise friend showed me a funny poem about wrinkles. Then I started thinking about the Joseph Campbell quote, “You must be willing to let go of the life you have planned in order to be ready for the life that is waiting.” Something like that. I started thinking about a snake, shedding skins, and …pop. My old snake was born.

 

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The music is by me (Niki Flow) and is performed by Carter Parker. The lyrics are found in the poetry collection “Elanthian Love Songs: A Bard’s Tale” by Sara Michele O’Sullivan (former pen name) available on Amazon.com, and 100 percent of all profits go to buying artist packs and supplies for homeless creatives. See our “About” page for more information.

Coming soon (later today),

  • a Gems 1.82 video with the audio of every writer’s quote listed.

 

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Gems 5.93

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Photo by Andrew Martin, Pixabay.  Added design by Niki Flow via Picmonkey.  Quote courtesy of Rajni.  (Thank  you!) ♡.

“You’re not looking for perfection in your partner. Perfection is all about the ego. With soulmate love, you know that true love is what happens when disappointment sets in – and you’re willing to deal maturely with these disappointments.” -Karen Salmansohn