Apr 122015
 
English: Pond Reflections Winter Scene. Glebe ...

English: Pond Reflections Winter Scene. Glebe Gardens. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Pool reflecting world

Surface hiding the true depths

Like most that we see

DWPenner 2003

Nov 172014
 

Nourishment Beats

In the stillness
I can hear,
Angel hearts beat —
Nourishing my soul
One song at a time.

Mags Alden, November 18, 2014

Nov 142014
 

Angels Drown

My soul is caressed with angel kisses as it tries to drown out my psyche’s lament.

Mags Alden Nov 14, 2014

Nov 102014
 

Stoned Razor Blades 

Stoned razor blades, 
Strewn over the floor, 
Drenched entirely with blood – 
As another lost soul bleeds out, 
Leaving nothing behind but her fragile skin. 
Her mask was cracked. 
She could not escape the voices 
That were eternally calling her home. 

Mags Alden, June 26, 2009 

Fragile souls often are more gifted and know what it is to operate out of love.

Crispy Cry

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Nov 082014
 

Crispy Cry

Crispy red fire blaze,
burning blackened sky,
as my soul’s cries join the night.

~ Mags Alden Nov 8, 2014

Jan 192010
 

Leaping | Authspot. This is a spiritual offering from Margaret. I like the imagery involved in it. Her author’s remark — “Returning to Abba’s arms.”

I think “Leaping” is another nice one from Margaret.

~ Darrell

Jan 162010
 

Smoldering Creativity

Take a dip into creativity.

Love being splashed by ripples of living water.
Reminding me that nothing is impossible for God.
Fresh possibilities feeding me creative embers
That are near death, smoldering within my soul.

Mags Alden, June 28, 2009

Jan 162010
 

Stoke the Fire

Many distractions try to inhibit or completely cut off my creative  impulses – but I know that my creativity is a God given Holy Spirit inspired gift, that God has given me to compensate for the struggles I have had to face within my life’s journey.

Weeds have their anorexic knuckles
Clasped around my melancholy neck.
Ready to wrench my head clean off my body –
In a vane attempt  to stop
My creativity flowing through my extremities –
Because it knows my soul needs to stoke
The fire of passion to do more than just exist.
Oh weeds loosen your death grasp.
My passion fire is too strong.
Words nourish my soul.

Mags Alden, June 17, 2009
Jan 162010
 

Creativity Plunge

Colours evoke creativity

Orange passion sunsets
Deep sea blues
Tulip red
Plunge into creativity
Immersing my soul in destiny love

Mags Alden, June 16, 2009

Alternate Title “Plunge Into Creativity – Colour Plunge”

Jan 162010
 

I need to write daily or else

Margaret Alden:

I have to write daily – if not, it’s like my whole body is drained of its life. I have to let my soul fly free and let the words dribble on the page like honey from the Gods. I have to write daily because it is God’s gift to me. I know I’ve got the writing bug because if I don’t write, I’m not whole.

Mags Alden, May 7, 2009

Some prose on writing by Margaret Alden.