Walelu Summerwind

I got chills, they're multiplying and I'm losing control !!!

I wrote this after seeing all the hate, pain and distruction happening in Portland, Seattle and Minneapolis. "Exchanges" Shall we speak of our common fate, Of open hearts and minds? Exchanges made, Love for hate, We leave all fear behind. Should we trust in our eyes? Fierce faces behind the masks... Exchanges made, Truth for lies, All secrets exposed, at last. New ways are replacing the old As we enter the Field of Light; Exchanges made, Warm for cold, Darkness flees before our Might. Tribes of Light, sisters and brothers, Connections are being made, Coming together, one to another, Friendships forges, foundations laid. Hand in hand and heart to heart, Precious ones answer the call. Together we will make a new start, Exchanges made for one and all!

@Chroma Starlight ooooOOoooo nice Haiku!

Luna.. shame on you for implying that I am delusional. I told Ceka that I am praying for her and you spew hate just because I don't see my world the same way you see yours. This is what is wrong with America today. I don't participate in group think. I'm sure that my words will have no impact on you. I am sorry for people who feel the need to to lash out at anyone who doesn't go along with their narrative.. so sad.

I wrote this one after bingeing on old movies from the early 1930's (my favorite era). I hope you like 😊 "High Society, 1933" He's a fascinating animal, so suave and debonair, He looks like Clark Gable and dances like Astaire; The ladies all adore him in his white tie and tails, They all hope to have a chance with this fascinatin' male. You'll find him out every night, martini glass in hand, Jiving at the Savoy to the Benny Goodman Band; 'Jazz babies' dressed in ermine all give him the eye, They parade past his table with long seductive sighs. He sees a woman in the crowd dressed in diamonds and mink; He calls a waiter to his table to order her a drink. She is a stunning beauty, red lips and platinum hair, Finger-waves and smoky eyes with an indifferent, sexy stare. When her drink arrives, the waiter points to him, With a sulty smile, she runs her finger 'round the rim; The fascinatin' animal, now, leads her by the hand Onto the crowded dance floor and the Benny Goodman Band. Romance is in the air tonight, you can see it in their eyes; Dancing cheek to cheek while the band plays a lullaby; Another night, a different romance in "High Society", How wonderful to be alive in 1933! (fascinatin' male and animal' were terms Mae West used to describe handsome men)

Well this is a little odd. Did someone on the forum try to coax you away from your... Queendom?

(((warm hugs))) Ceka, Is it true that a lot of Texas’ energy comes from wind turbines and that the turbines froze? It’s a dam shame that Texan lives are being lost and you all are basically on your own.. all for the sake of unreliable “renewable” energy. I’m praying for Texas.. and the whole country.. We are all living in very uncertain times... and it’s not just the virus.

Hi, Cece! Welcome to the forum. I hope you have a wonderful SL experience ❤️

I haven't read back 130 pages.. so I don't know if I'm the only one not getting the vax. I live in a very small town in Oklahoma way out in the county. No one here has gotten sick, no one wears masks and the one grocery store in town doesn't require masks.. the 3 saloons don't either. Life here hasn't changed. I am truly sorry for those who have lost loved ones and friends to the virus. I have my own personal ideas about this virus, but, I'm afraid that they would not be welcome here.. God bless and keep you safe ❤️

Im loving those boots 😍

I've dusted off my Belleza body. I forgot that I had it untill I did a major purge of my inventory. Wonder when and IF Belleza will ever become fully BOM.. an update would be wonderful 🤨

Western Heritage Days in a little town in north eastern Oklahoma..

Chroma, this is a wonderful topic. It may get off to a slow start, but, I'm sure there are many poetic creative people on this forum. Here is my contribution entitled - "Temple in the Sand" I dreamed beneath the ancient sky; Shimmering stars...a comet fly Past the moon's craggy face, Opiate clouds, ephemeral as wraiths. On sand as soft as silk I lay Warmed by the desert sun at day. Dreams of temples, columns and halls Scorched by the sun, their crumbling walls, Illuminated by the desert moon Paintings of long forgotten runes; Distant echoes and shadows creep In my dreams as I sleep. Shadows, like ghosts fill these rooms Rising like spirits from their tombs; Funeral linens and statues of gold, Jars of alabaster, smooth and cold; Once graced these hall in ages past, Now, candles and lamps no longer cast Their soft light on these crumbling halls And faded paintings upon the walls. Only ghosts live in this space Silent...mute, chained to this place. Never hearing, never seeing Floating, drifting, bodiless beings, Deathly pallor and funeral trapping Hollow eyes see distant happenings Phantom priests hold ancient rites Praying to strange gods in pale moonlight; I watch their prayers rise to the sky To unhearing gods who long ago died... As distant echoes and shadow creep In my dreams as I sleep....

I have auditory-tactile synesthesia which means, in my case, I feel music on my skin.. anywhere from a feather like tickle to full blown electric rippling sensation on my skin. I sometimes "see/feel" color with the electric sensation. This song is electric ripples and the colors of purple and gold.. weird, I know. But it does make music very immersive 😊

I love outrageous music .. one of my fav songs

Michael Hutchense...just, sexy Michael Hutchense. I miss him 😥

This song will always remind me of Stephen King's "The Stand"

I'm American.. but have met some really nice English guys on SL