To Bury A Star"
"I pulled a star from the darkest corner of night and hid it within my bosom. When the Earth beneath my feet gave way, moist and fertile, I knelt to the ground and cupped the radiant treasure in my hands. In a shallow hole I buried it—layer upon layer of black dirt tossed upon the spot until it no longer glowed.
This I did for you, my love. Now, come with me and see what has been born from a single wishing star.
Hand in hand we walk to the same spot of dirt to find the black and fertile soil sucked dry, the color blanched as pale as desert sands. Look how a ring of white fire jumps and dances around the buried starling! We catch our breath, beholding what has sprouted from this magical seed. The illusion of twisted branches glowing in the darkness like tails of comets soaring skyward—tails of baby stars that shoot like fireworks from that ring of fire. Up, up, up they fly to light a neglected corner of the night. From a single wishing star a thousand more have been born.
They are for you, my love—a thousand dreams destined to come true.
Mots clés love poetry star treasure richelle gifts-from-heaven richelle-goodrich
I live in two unique worlds, traveling between both with just the opening or closing of my eyes.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés imagination dreams fantasy daydreaming daydreams imaginary-things worlds richelle richelle-goodrich fantasizing
Oh, Man in the Moon"
"Oh, man in the moon, send an evening star to wink at my dreary eyes, and I shall make a wish for a peaceful world that spins with no more lies.
Oh, man in the moon, send the night's cool breeze to lull my leery heart, and I shall cast my fears to the wind with ease, and watch them all depart.
Oh, man in the moon, send the sandman's dust to rest my weary soul, and I shall slumber in happy dreams until the morning bells do toll.
Mots clés poetry sleep dreams moon poem richelle man-in-the-moon richelle-goodrich slumber
Laughing in my ear is a muse amused by how I paint her whims on paper with silly words.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés writing muse writing-process richelle richelle-goodrich
Kisses are a means to plant on another's lips a smile glossed with happiness.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés happiness kissing kiss smile kisses richelle richelle-goodrich
Walk with me for a while, my friend—you in my shoes, I in yours—and then let us talk.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés compassion empathy sympathy understanding-others pity richelle richelle-goodrich
Life works on the same principle as a boomerang. It's simple, really—what you send out you get back. A smiling face receives many smiles. Friendliness finds itself surrounded by friends. Giving hugs creates hugs. Offered help is reciprocated. In contrast, if you hurt people you will find much hurt in your life. Unkindness begets unkindness. Misery begets misery. A dour face will receive many sour looks in response. That said, it is easy to understand that if you want a happy life you must contribute to the happiness of those around you.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés life kindness happiness life-lessons giving richelle richelle-goodrich
The world is full of opinions. But I am not searching for opinions, I'm searching for truths.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés truth reality opinions fact attitude answers viewpoint richelle richelle-goodrich
The reason people fail to reach their goals is because they give up too early. They don't understand that most successes are built upon foundations of multiple attempts.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés goals success progress accomplishment failure achievement gain richelle good-luck richelle-goodrich
Thoughts, quotes, and philosophies—good or bad—cause us to evaluate ourselves. And that is good.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés philosophy quotes thoughts richelle evaluation richelle-goodrich
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