Day's End

by:  Wendy M. Zeringue


When the sun  begins its bow
and starts to slowly fade away
as  it dips down slowly
and seeks refuge from its day

As it touches the darkness
ever so slightly
in quick refuge
for one second nightly

In brief repose
a moment of rest
an instant of coolness
a refreshing breath.

A moment of peace
free from the heat
relieved from the fire
that burns down deep.

When all is quiet
and cool and calm
Is it with me
that you belong?

At the end of the day
in the silence of  night
could you then  arise
for another Day's fight?

by me:  Wendy M. Z.  (talawenzee) 2016

Bugging out!!!

Buzz Love

Lady Bug

Hand grenades and Eight balls (and a smile)

by me:  TalaWenZee (WMZ/Wendy M. Z. )

Through that darkened  corridor
over the bridge and  past the moor
of broken lives and fragmented bone
of hearts weakened but a will of stone

To the dungeon of despair
you made your way and found me there
With just one look you unlocked my chains
releasing me from centuries of pain

Your only weapons far as I could see
a hand grenade and a smile for me
A wish, a hope and a prayer
Your faith helped to  get me there.

And on that night,  you set me free
You'll never know what it meant to me.
Hand grenades, eight balls and a smile
Is all I needed all the while.

WMZ 2014

10 years ago & still one (of three) closest to my heart!

 May the beauty never die (out).  #SAVE THE WOLVES

I See Beauty
by me:  Wendy M. Z. 

Eyes glowing, shining, searching the night;

Some people feel such a thing is a fright.

But I see beauty, devotion, loyalty and love;

The very same things most families dream of.

Through the darkness of night, the cold or the rain;

He'll guard his family, through hunger and pain.

 I see patience and wisdom garnered through 

strife;

Why can't we seem to learn such virtues of life?

Some see a dark predator, a legend of old;

I see beauty, THE WOLF, its spirit, its soul.

 © 

 2004 wmz (me)

Wendy M. Z.

Time...

by me:  Wendy M. Z.  (wmz/TalaWenZee)

Seconds. 

Minutes.

Hours. 

Days. 

Weeks. 

Months. 

Years. 

Flashes.

Passes.

Stands

Still.

Frozen.

Muted.

Veers.

Heals.

Hurts.

Teaches.

Takes.

Changes.

Steadies.

Grows.

Tests.

Tells.

Follows.

Leads.

Remembers.

Forgives.

knows.  

©Wendy M. Z.

wmz

TalaWenZee

2013

Portrait of Moments in Time...

by me: Wendy M. Z.

(aka:  TalaWenZee)

November, 2013

A still life

a life stilled.

A self portrait

strong willed.

Stubborn, smart

stupid and willful

Determined, desolate

bleak, bright, cheerful.

Expressive, impressive

unimposing, weak.

Bold,  colorful,

understated,  meek.

Right, wrong

left of center.

Nothing, everything

student and  mentor. 

A contradiction?

An easy read?

A mystery?

A heart on a sleeve?

Snapshots and paintings,

answers and questions.

Truth, distortions,

surreal suggestions. 

Periods wasted

or patches  well spent? 

A realistic view

or twisted and bent?

Painting  in time

future, present and past.

Portraits  to remember,

of moments to last.

Wendy M. Z.

(2013)

Two chapters end, two new (bigger and better) chapters begin...

CONGRATULATIONS to my two (god)children

 (they certainly were and are heaven sent)

on their 2013 graduations!

My niece, Bre,  who  graduated from Spring Hill College  (in Alabama) on May 4, 2013  and my nephew, Jude,  who graduated from 8th grade ~ at an undisclosed  school,  somewhere in southeast Louisiana ~  on May 15, 2013.

Both graduated with honors.

I'm so proud of them!

Soon, they'll both start the next phase/chapter of their lives.

Bre will begin her (true) adult life and her teaching career ~ at an undisclosed school, somewhere in southeast Louisiana ~ in August;  and Jude will begin his high school experience and his ascent into young manhood.

Bold new adventures await them both. 

Bright days and sunny skies.

New friends, opportunities and  (self)discoveries.

Untested waters and stormy seas.

Battened hatches, broken rudders and windless sails.

But, they have been given the  materials and the tools they'll need to make it through any storms they encounter.

They have anchors to steady them.

Faith to steer  them.

(Moral) compass to guide them.

Confidence to propel them.

Hope to warm them.

And, 

Love to secure them.

They have been given a solid foundation to build upon.

I have no doubt they will both build well and wisely!

I love you Bre and Jude!!!

Much Love and Hugs,

Nanny

(aka: 6/Wendy/TalaWenZee)