How to Play

Sally Henson
June 27, 2016

Do you remember when . . . Regan is sixteen going on thirty, but she still likes to run and play and have fun with her bestie, Lane. Growing up together has its perks.

Oh, to laugh, frolic, and play

In the morning - the light of day

When flesh warms with the sunray

wrap around my body as an embrace

Among the trees we run

Chasing each other for fun

Exhilarated hearts like pistons

accelerate in the moment

Eyes sparkle when we meet

Lips curl up with ease

Laughter bubbles as a plea

to catch me in your arms.

Image credited to ionasnicolae through Pixaby.

What can you do with a little imagination?

Sally Henson
June 20, 2016

Can you imagine life without the written word - with no books to read? Do you write in a journal, doodle lyrics on a notebook, or write love letters you never give? Can you imagine no imagination? Even if you think of yourself as not creative, you use your imagination more than you think. We are all creative - some are only more practiced than others.

Long is the day with no words

to read, to write, to imagine

Create a story, another time, another space

Other options for this present place

Take a step forward

Plan A through Z

Hear Alpha - Omega work through these

Imagery, emotion, senses in need

fill the void - enhance my being

Open mind to possibilities

Find light in the shadows

See dark in the day

Steal peace in the quiet

Impart thrill among the deafening silence

Place a voice of reason among the chaos

Bring justice to a double-cross

A choice, a decision, a dream held

No other may put legs to the thoughts you have found.