Poem- Crackle

  Crackle Flames licking the legs of dancers brave Passion embodied in a devouring rage Colors of orange, red, and blue Courage in action, motivation true Power of destruction to bring forth new life Heat of physical love, or also of strife A powerful cleanser, to start anew Banish the negative, light the witches brew

Winter musings

So today I went to church for the first time in a very,  very long time.   The husbear was playing guitar for a choir started by some friends,  and it was great to see them all perform.   Everyone at the Methodist Church was incredibly sweet and welcoming,  and they were so appreciative of…