WINFIELD WORD WEAVING

  • Universal Light Adjustment

    As the artist sat in his favorite chair, sketching to hone his life-long skills and satisfy his unquenchable compulsion, his mind was a cacophony of depressing daily news, a jumbled list of unfinished have to’s, and a litany of unfulfilled want to’s. With such distraction pulling his attention side to side and to and fro,…

  • Cookies

    Cookies, my nemesis, I fight the good fight, dig deep to resist the irresistible pull of the intoxicating, sweet quality, finally succumbing, eagerly cramming the little bites of goodness in my overstuffed mouth, tears of joy streaming down my bulging cheeks, I think to myself, ‘maybe I need to seek help?’

  • My Woods

    The lone hiker picks his way over the wet, glistening trail, his footsteps crunching on the pebble-studded mud floor, capably choosing his course, meandering left, gently twisting right, avoiding bulging root and boot-grabbing rock, as if tip-toeing through unseen life-altering landmines, he suddenly reminds himself to look up. To each side of the well-worn way…

  • Meditation

    I sit in a dark room, alone with my thoughts, contemplating life, its meaning, my meaning. Slowly, I inhale life-giving air, my chest swelling to capacity, energy rushing through my veins, I exhale. I’m calm, and I feel my heart beating rhythmically, purposefully, to its destined end. The sound of my pulse, inaudible, travels out…

  • Community Crock Pot Coalition

    I was wandering through the shipping department recently and saw an impressive list of recipe names on Kylie’s dry erase board, right under all of the daily jobs that were being shipped out. I asked myself, ‘Were we sending out an accompanying hearty meal with each expertly packaged and scheduled job going out the door,…

  • Music by Badrich

      If you’ve worked for Infinity Images, for any length of time, then you’ve been privileged to have lunch provided, as often happens during peak production times. You have also, doubtlessly heard the distinctive call of a crow and a squealing pig, broadcast over the network of phone speakers and bullhorns, scattered ‘round the building.…

  • Happy-tocin

    When you do something kind for someone, you receive a shot of Oxytocin in your brain that makes you feel great, giving you a sense of gratification, as well, the recipient receives a shot of Oxytocin to their brain, causing warm feelings of happiness and thankfulness — anyone else witnessing your kind act, potentially receives their own…

  • DDDDDoDDDDDaDDD by D

    Digital data delays delirious digression of discretionary deliberation, denoting diabolical debauchery, and downright delicious diversions. by David

  • Peaceful Anticipation

    The arid, peaceful ridge glows with early sunrise, Wakes a stealthy Coyote, cunning and shy, Paired up singing birds chase and speedily fly, A lone Whitetail Buck carefully eyes, The bountiful alpine meadow, under gradient blue skies, The young and the old hunters, in camo, hide, The mighty Bull Elk with chest thrust out, antlers…

  • Caged Bird

    Personal epiphany time… my inhibitions are a cage that limit my imagination, my involvement and my exploration of life. The cage only exists in your mind and therefore, it’s not real.

  • My New Friend

    From across to the room, I scanned the scene and thankfully saw her there, she was sitting alone at the counter, with her beautiful, long curly hair.   With a deep breath, I steeled myself, walking eagerly to meet her at last, a gentle touch on her shoulder, my heart pounding so fast.   From…

  • Raft in the stream

    As the flows of life converge, cascading through time and space, the brilliant pushes back the dark in kaleidoscopic and auroral eruptions of radiance.   To stay centered on the raft traversing elemental streams, we row toward a destination, hearts open to the winds.   Our final destination is determined by our conviction, our willingness…

  • Grandpa’s Girl

    Sweet little Ella, Sweet as a rose, Beautiful little smile, with a cute button nose. She dances with pure joy, She’s happy and it shows, A ballerina as she spins, Prance through flowers on tippy toes! My beautiful little angel, I see her, my eyes closed, Her sweet loving spirit, Makes grandpa’s heart glow! by…

  • Forage For Food

    “A 20 minute walk for lunch is not out of the question.”