I Must Confess…

I have a distraction.

It gets in they way.

Poetry and rhymes.

Follow me all day.

Bad puns float on their heals.

Corny jokes pop along, too.

What should I do with all of this?

Write a blog, or two?

πŸ˜‰

It is like opening a can of worms. Start writing, you will see. The bug bites hard, and it is really quite difficult to break away.

Now, the corny jokes and bad puns are always with me. It’s a quirky part of my personality, along with the funky socks and brightly colored clothes. I just cannot help, but be me.

An example of a corny joke I said recently… A bit of background first, the door to the barn blew open and the sheep went in. They are not allowed in this part if the barn as they will eat all, or most of, the hay, and make a mess of things. Anyway, upon hearing that they were in the barn, I say, “Did they look sheepish?” πŸ˜†

I’m still laughing about it, but I seem to be the only one amused. Atleast, in my house. πŸ˜†

So here I am writing because what else would I do? Write it all in a journal and not share it with all of you.

Some might say the journal is a better option. I say stop following. πŸ˜‰ As I rather enjoy sharing my poems and writings with the world.

Hope they bring much joy and light to all who truly appreciate them.

Thank you to those of you who take the time to like and comment. I truly appreciate all of you. I also appreciate those who read and silently like, so keep doing your thing, too. 

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

If He Laid Heaven Down.

He brought us all we could eat.

Laid it at our feet.

He washed and gathered all the treats.

Yet he could not lay heaven down upon our feet.

That’s for you to discover.

He spoke simply.

We thought we would worship him.

He would lay it at our feet.

Quietly, he shock his head.

Speaking faithfully. On the hearts of everyone,

Heaven lays, you’ll see.

We opened our hearts, well some of us, it’s true.

Some where unwilling, so they leaned on you.

At our feet laid heaven. Doors open wide.

Every breeze and breath and birdsong

held us inside. Waters sparkled off the trees.

Rainbows were all around. All we asked, we had received.

Heaven was found.


Heaven is within all of us. Ask, it will be found.

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Through It All

I found you in the laughter.

I found you in the smiles.

I found you in the heartache.

I found you through the miles.

I found you in the empty stillness

deep inside of me.

I found you through it all.

God, the universe, beloved, I found thee.

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Glowing Golden Goodness

shining like a beacon in the forest

calling me to rest my feet

at your trunk

answering a longing 

to be at rest

I sink into the branchy folds 

at your golden base

lovely we could meet this way

in your true form

golden goddess you are

lighting up the path we walk

glowing and nurturing

holding strong

among the ancient pines and young birches

you find your grace for us

What an absolutely gorgeous tree! 😍

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

As It Is.

Calm is the water.

Calm is the mind.

Noticing reflections standing for all time.

Creating a world that is,

and one that is reflected back.

Calm the water. Calm the mind.

It is all clear in divine right time.


There is something magical and mysterious found in the reflections on the water and in the soul. 

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Is that?!

I am almost certain my face and posture where the same.

He is saying is that a human?

Me? I was squinting. Trying to see.

Is that a bluebird, who landed by me?

We both twist and crane. Looking the same.

Except he’s in blue and orange. I’m in drab grey

with pink shoes. I did not plan to go out today.

Nature called. I answered. Here we are it seems.

Both looking. Both here. On this lovely day.

Isn’t he lovely. 😍 

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Forever And A Day.

The present moment stretched out

forever and a day. I felt

it in my bones, my being, all of me

felt this way. Connected to everything.

Separate no more. What shall I do with it?

I ask. I feel sure. But my mind takes over.

Carries me back to a reality. I feel myself kick and scream.

I want nothing. Nothing but to feel, forever and a day

as One with all around. Until that can be done. I practice,

continuously. Forever and a day.

2020 http://www.carriedforth.com

Forgiven.

Quietly over. The moment has passed.

Completely finished. Did it really last?

How do we move now? Where shall we go?

Open our hearts some and accept what’s no more.

Forgiveness is not forgetting. It’s accepting love for all.

It’s a quiet calmness. A loving guide to home.


2020 http://www.carriedforth.com