Pasayten's Methow Valley Bulletin Board

sisters.png

Sitting here,
wanting a beer,
knowing now
I cannot partake.

So my mind drifts back
to sixteen—
new driver’s license,
thinking I knew everything.

Those were the days
when cruising was the thing.
My old Jeep Cherokee,
circling the block at night.

One turn too fast—
loss of control ...

When I am not logged into the BB images don't display and read that I don't have permission to view the images. I do see images when I am logged in. I wonder if the images can be made public again.

The times seem biblical. I want to love as the Father has loved us through his words and the living Jesus Christ he sent to dwell among us.

I really don't see images displaying consistently. I cannot really see images in this political cartoon post without logging in.

Political Cartoons...

Is anyone else having issues with images not displaying?

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time
I walked a troubled road —
drugs, mistakes,
and choices I now know.

A crime against myself,
a devil in disguise,
promising forever joy
through temporary highs.

Peace was whispered softly,
distraction pulled me near;
time will tell the story —
heaven’s hope or ...

once upon a time
I did drugs
and it was a crime
devil amongst the living
certain to deceive
everlasting happiness
not much left to need
be at peace
tickle the distraction
tensile strength reaction
time will tell
heaven or hell
time is here
so much left
in this world
take time to rest
laying down ...

Here’s a polished, coherent version of your words — keeping your imagery and spirit intact while improving flow, clarity, and rhythm:

Morning on the Mountain

In the mist of morning air,
center stage where silence speaks.
Rain in winter, snow in spring —
seasons turning, uncertain things.

Limited ...

in mist of morning air
center stage let us know
rain in winter
spring it snows
limited by unknown
not knowing don't know
dangers of the darkness
the burden of the light
flattery of indecision
living beyond the free
smiling of the rainbow
listening to the wind
cold breeze down the mountain
my ...

Here’s your words shaped into a clearer, heartfelt piece while keeping the spirit, imagery, and emotional flow you created:

Valley of Hope

There are places to be—
the wizards warn us:
emptiness waits
in hearts that yearn forever.

Yet there is a valley of hope.
Step there gently—
a little fear ...

I will write some words and then you can organize them into a clear concise work of art from the heart.================ places to be. wizards do warn emptiness in the hearts of all that yearn for evermore. there is this place. the valley of hope. afterwards a little fear. take me in . let me be hold ...

Word of Mouth — Painted in Light

I am here, then around I go,
where I land only spirit knows.
Once in shadow, now toward glad,
turning the happy from all the mad.

Goodness gracious — the sun on my shoulders,
warming the heart as the long road smolders.
Sometimes troubled, sometimes glad,
never all ...

Pleasant Thoughts

Pleasure feels like the dream —
not obscene, just human.
Always wondering how to decide
in a world of constant feeling.

Hope moves us forward;
knowing just enough
while still lacking full understanding
in this finite mind.

Still, better to live than not.
The world runs hot ...

pleasant thoughts
pleasure is the dream
not so obscene
always wondering how to decide
in a world of constant feeling
hope and go
enough to know
lacking full understanding
with this finite mind
rather than not
the world is hot
flaring daring working things out
time to sing
time to shout
random ...

Truth, Life, and the American Dream

Truth, life, and the American dream — sometimes life is exactly what it seems, and sometimes it is not.
Still, I choose hope. I choose laughter. I choose the sound of children giggling, people caring for one another, hearts unburdened and free.

A heart must be ...

truth life and the American dream. living life as much as it seems. send me hope leave no fear. the giggle laughter of children. people caring for each other. plain as can be a heart must be free. living a little liking it alot heavens gate to eternity is where the chambers at.hello are you friendly ...