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
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Monday, April 28, 2014
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
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
Saturday, March 8, 2014
10 years ago & still one (of three) closest to my heart!
May the beauty never die (out). #SAVE THE WOLVES
Eyes glowing, shining, searching the night;
But I see beauty, devotion, loyalty and love;
Through the darkness of night, the cold or the rain;
I see patience and wisdom garnered through
I See Beauty
by me: Wendy M. Z.
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;
Some see a dark predator, a legend of old;
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.
Friday, November 22, 2013
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
Wednesday, November 20, 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)
Friday, May 17, 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)
Saturday, March 2, 2013
The Unknown
by me
Wendy M. Z.
TalaWenZee
Old friends, warm smiles, welcoming arms...
shared memories, shared laughs, shared pain.
The past, the present and the future.
Entwined, intermingled, unrestrained?
shared memories, shared laughs, shared pain.
The past, the present and the future.
Entwined, intermingled, unrestrained?
The future is always a question.
The past is written in stone.
The moment to live is now.
Not for then or the unknown.
The past is written in stone.
The moment to live is now.
Not for then or the unknown.
March 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
A Wish To Continue... again
A Wish To Continue... again
By: Wendy M. Z.
(TalaWenZee)
The man behind the mask
with eyes as dark as night
which sparkle of the devil
and yield to inner light...
The heron on the shore
long awaiting flight
looking down upon the sea
reaching for new heights...
The ship full of ghosts
all dressed in white
blinded by the past
searching for their sight...
The heart full of passion
beating with all its might
flowing with electricity
fueling all delight...
The “I” in the wIsh
the “IF” only” of a life
the promise of continued...
a chance to get it right.
©wmz 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Here's to You
Here's to You!!!
by me:
Wendy M. Z.
(TalaWenZee)
Here's to friends, old and new.
Smiling faces,
erasing traces
of bittersweet goodbyes
and things that went awry.
Here's to fresh starts
and happy hearts.
Making peace with the past;
Filling moments with emotions fondly unsurpassed.
Sweet embraces,
loves’ good graces,
loaded bases,
no time wasted.
Laughing eyes,
contented sighs,
words wise,
hopes’ reprise.
Here’s to the present and to the past.
The birth of the new,
the shades of blue
the “to be continued”...
to life renewed.
Here’s to the new year.
Here’s to you!
©WMZ January 2013
Friday, December 28, 2012
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
Thursday, December 20, 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
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
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Suburban Sunrise
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Tuesday, May 1, 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.
Yours alone
to complete.
A to B to C to Z.
by ME: Talawenzee
© WMZ/TalaWenZee 2012
Sunday, April 29, 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
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
Sunday, April 8, 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
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
Wednesday, March 14, 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 |
Friday, March 9, 2012
Saturday, March 3, 2012
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.
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