Christmas 2012!!!

Merry Christmas, everyone!!!

I'm hoping you all had a wonderful holiday season and a joyous Christmas filled with smiles, laughter, love and good cheer.

Wishing everyone a safe, happy, healthy and prosperous 2013!!!

Hugs and Much Love,

6/Wendy

The family^

Jude and Bre!!! 

Fritz Gerald (Anthony)'s 1st Christmas with us^

Vicki's Christmas Eve buffet!

Sandy Ann^

Taylor, Connor and (paw paw) Mike^

Tinker Belle and crazy toy pup^

My little Noel Elizabeth^!  She was found 2 weeks before Christmas 

many moons ago!

Bad boy Patches^  He showed up, knocking on the  front door one fall evening

many, many, many moons ago!

*Big kitty, BOOTS not pictured.  She's camera shy.  I'll get another one soon!

My doggie/pony niece, Sierra^

Taylor, Mike, TiJonne, Charmaine and the back

of Ian (lol)

Jude and Mario^

Sandy Ann

Vicki

Michael

Bre

Dessert!

More dessert!!!

Vicki

The family on December 25, 2012

Years and Tears and Fears

How many years has it been
since I've seen your face?
Since we've shared a grin?


How many tears have I cried
 without  your shoulder
absent of  pride?

How many eyes have I looked into
searching for a glimpse
a glimpse of  you?

How much time
and how much  space
does it take to erase

the memory
the memories

of a perfect love
of all that's true

of all that's me
of all that's you?


by: Wendy M. Z.
talawenzee 2012

Suburban Sunrise

all photos by me

(wmz/TalaWenZee)

June  6, 2012

Eyes and Entrances ~ Ash and Blue

Midnight Eye by Me

The Entrance by Me

Ash Moon by Me

Blue Moon by Me

June 2012

A B C... Z

Now,

right now,

I would love to give you

everything you want.

I would love to be

all that you need

to  connect  all the dots

 for you

A to  B to C to  Z

But I can’t.

I can  give you what you want.

I can give you what you need.

But I can’t complete your picture 

for you

a to b to c to z.  

This is your masterpiece.  
Yours alone
 to complete. 




A to B to C to Z.

by ME:  Talawenzee

© WMZ/TalaWenZee 2012 

The King

The King can keep his kingdom.
The King can keep his throne.
The King can keep his crown of thorns
~ dripping of  blood and gold.

The King can keep  false idols.
The King can keep false friends.
The King can keep  lies of  old wives
~  tales told time and time again.

The King can keep his castle.
The King can keep his land.


Can the King keep the ring,
when true love is  at  his hand?


by ME: TalaWenZee/WMZ 2012

Red Light, Yellow Light, Green Light, GO!

It was in your power
all along.

There's no place like it;
no place like home.

The sounds in our souls;
the heart of a  song.

The rhyme of the reasons;
we too belong.


© wmz 2012

I'm The Girl Who Wants...

to Wine and Dine and Feed and Need

Wine me with wisdom. Dine me with knowledge. Nourish me with your imagination... Lather me with bubbles. Caress me with silk. Drizzle me with kisses of chocolate milk. Feed me, knead me mold me, fold me... Add something to my recipe. by Me: Wendy M. Z. TalaWenZee ©2012

Sun Storms ~ Escape ~ Sleep and Dream

Sun Storms


Escape


Sleep and Dream

Expiration Date

By Me: Wendy M. Z.

(aka: TalaWenZee, WinterWolfWendy)

Everything seems to have one.

A stamp

a seal

a guarantee.

"Fresh when used by."

"Best when used by."

"Good until."

Parts and pieces

wear and tear

Extended warranties.

Do we have one?

Each of us? All of us?

Every living thing?

Hearts and souls

Minds and bodies

functions and freewill?

The very essence of our beings?

Do we expire?

Does our spirit tire?

Does your heart retire?

Do we spoil?

Do our souls rot

as time goes by?

Do we lose our freshness?

Do we lose our zest?

Do we forget about happiness?

Do we spoil?

Do we sour?

Do we fail the freshness tests?

"Fresh when used by."

"Best when used by."

"Good until."

Labor not included.

©WMZ 2012

TalaWenZee

Wendy M. Z.

SEEDS

by me:

Wendy M. Z.

(TalaWenZee)

I intend to grow every seed

that finds its way to me.

For in my garden there is no such thing

as lost opportunity.

No packet left unopened.

No life is left to rot.

No weepings of the willows.

No cries of forget me not.

The sweet scent of the basil.

The bitterness of thyme.

The fire of the peppers.

The acid of the lime.

The beauty of a rose.

The hunger of the trap.

The luck of the shamrock.

The blues bells of the past.

No seed is left unplanted,

in a garden that is mine.

For it takes each and every one of them,

to grow a full lifetime.

©WMZ 2012

written January 2012