R.H. Snow's Blog, page 4

SPONTANEOUS POETRY WARNING:🚨THE BEST TOMATO🍅

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe best tomato I ever sawwas gifted by my Daughter in Law;Roasted, pureed or just sliced up raw - it was the Best Tomato.Grown in the sun in a backyard bed,it ripened, green to a deep wine red;a word of art on a slice of bread -it was the Best Tomato.The World keeps turning; the warm days fly -one day we ripen, the next we die;we still were here. No one can deny -just like that Best Tomato...God bless that Best Tomato🍅

WIDE as the TEXAS SKY: STORMBOUND

LIVE at 5! TERRAN TUESDAY - 5PM CST - CHAT DANGEREAUXLY

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedTERRAN TUESDAYS turns 60 and we're rolling a chill 'n' chat with a Space Cowboy from Bulgaria, A Fantasy Lord from California and a SciFi Housewahf (TM) from Texasthis could be Dangereaux💖😱🔥Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published

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SHOW YOUR HOT SUMMER FIT🔥WITH COOL BASED BOOKS

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedIt's the FIRST DAY OF SUMMER☀️time to show your Summer Fit! 💖🍦💖Profile your hot summer style with cool accessories - like the 99 cents or Free BOOKS from the BASED SUMMER BOOK Sale! https://basedbooksale.substack.com/i/165614798/transmutation-texas-watcher-of-the-damned-book-freeby-rh-snow#fashion #basedbook Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publisheds

CREATION OF LIFE

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedFrom smallest to greatestwe each have our role;the blessing of lifeis the Universe' Soul...A Lion's fierce roaring ,a Bee's buzzing wingseach joins the Chorusthat the Universe sings -From Youngest to Oldest,we each paint a part-a Portrait of Godat the Universe' Heart! Photo by Laura R. MorrisText within this block will maintain its original spacing when published

FATHER's DAY TRIPTYCH

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published~~~~~Portrait of a Man; Three Layers of Light and Dust- Father’s Day Triptych.

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On my Family Ofrenda, a Portrait of my Father's Heart; on the table beside it, a Portrait of his Spirit... the third, a Portrait of his Mind-

These tell you everything you need to know about the Man. I was Blessed.

The years come and go- and still I love you, Daddy💖

A PORTRAIT OF A MARRIAGE

My favorite portrait of us is not my favorite because I look good in it- I’m not even in it. It’s not because we look happy, or because it’s a wonderful memory -

it’s April 2023. I’m not in front of the Camera, I’m behind it, and you are fighting for your life.

You’ve already died once. You coded on the Helicopter after I helped load you onto it, following your ejection from the fire truck. Your amazing Medical Team revived you, popped chest tubes into you, then transferred you thanks to Family and Friends who moved heaven and earth to get you out of the ER and into ICU.

In this portrait, you have 27 broken bones, two collapsed lungs, a shattered spine and ribcage, a compound femur fracture, internal bleeding, and we are anticipating the signs of massive brain trauma, as evidenced by the blood in your ears.

18 hours after your wreck, we are awaiting your first trauma surgery. You’ve managed to live through the night, but you are not yet stable; but we cannot wait. You are going to die unless you go into surgery.

We don’t know it yet, but you will spend the next two and a half weeks on life support. We don’t know if you will ever walk again, if you will ever be able to speak, or swallow, or even breathe; we don’t if you will be wheeled out of ICU in a coffin or spend your life in a geri-chair and I don’t care because I just want you to by God LIVE…

and you and I will have the longest, most expensive and most spiritual vacation we will ever experience, at Baylor Hillcrest in Waco.

In this portrait, I do not know the way ahead, and I am clinging to Family, Friends and Jesus Christ; but I still fear evil, for the Valley of the Shadow is a dark, dark place.

Then you raised your hand, giving me a thumbs up - and a defiant grin.

There will never be another portrait that so poetically portrays our marriage than this photo of you. Lying there absolutely shattered, the world in chaos, with everything we know and love on the line…

then you raised your hand in triumph, a smile on your face, and Christ in your heart.

The years come and go; challenges will arise, complications will occur and storms will roar, sundering earth and sky -

but when you walk into the room tonight with three decades of marriage worn on your body like a boxer’s scars, know that I carry my own - and each scar was worth the pain, worth the cost, just to see that smile;

a portrait of a Marriage, etched upon my Heart.

WIDE as the TEXAS SKY: PURPLE RAIN

NORMANDY LEGACY

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGod bless them all; the ones who never came home, who graced the soil of France with the Blood of Heroes;God bless them all, the ones who were hurt, whose broken bodies bore the Scars of Sacrifice;God bless them all, the ones who walked away, whose hearts carried the Weight of War;We commend their souls to God and their memory to our minds, the Legacy of No Greater Love.https://x.com/SoldiersWhisper/status/1930640747197309198 Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedhttps://x.com/bcroyxan11/status/1930738371074171289

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