Carolyn Riker > Quotes

“I’m going to give you a handful of wildflowers
so, each petal that falls will remind you
that the earth breathes, and the moon rises.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“To be loved and to love, takes courage. To be fully seen is incredibly rare and breathtaking. We lower our masks and see a celestial inner being. It is our full self -- the supernova as well as the black holes. Our fears and doubts. Our anger and joy...This is love.”
― Carolyn Riker, Blue Clouds: A Collection of Soul’s Creative Intelligence

“The Moon is always there. A half blink of shadow, a crescent of an eyelash, opulent in fullness, spellbound in nothingness, and a friend.”
― Carolyn Riker, Blue Clouds: A Collection of Soul’s Creative Intelligence

“I want to
sleep next to you
in that curled fashion
of a comma
or in quotations
that repeat
I love you
in whispers
the weight of
fine cotton
and wrinkles are
our known secrets
because age has reached
a stage where words
are in our eyes and
from our heart.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“She threw a lasso over summer
and rested in the grasses,
realizing betrayal wouldn’t hurt as much,
if she didn’t care.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“I’m not
of this
world;
it pains me
deeply.
So, each night
just to survive,
I snip a piece of
mountain,
sea or sky
and fly.”
― Carolyn Riker, Blue Clouds: A Collection of Soul’s Creative Intelligence

“Tears and poetry are the closest language to all things divine, unspoken, spoken and felt.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“I'll tell you a story, far, far from here where blades of grass are fluent in sentient knowledge and trees are a mandala of prayer.”
― Carolyn Riker, Blue Clouds: A Collection of Soul’s Creative Intelligence

“Maybe it’s impossible
for poets to hide
the abundance of moons inside
when their heart is carved
from the clouds of a sunrise.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Quiet is the color
of midnight, juxtaposing
with the silence of an
unfolding spring’s mood.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Love protects and bends and holds the cosmos to propagate creativity so that imagination can suspend stories long enough to enter through unseen doors and visit so the truths can be held, told, and supported.”
― Carolyn Riker

“Sadness cultivates
an arpeggio returning
to the deepest colors
expressed as
Rhythm and Blues.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“You can’t push what isn’t ready to grow. You can’t dream until you let go.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“When life feels opaque
as if the threads are snared
along a cliff of disbelief
and the music of sunlight
can’t discover you,
let solitude welcome you.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Light isn't always buoyant and shadows aren't always despair; yet both, I believe, are limitless in lessons that they share.”
― Carolyn Riker, Blue Clouds: A Collection of Soul’s Creative Intelligence

“It takes a writer many lifetimes to story a book.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Hearts mend and expand and break and give something of ourselves as we nest into the gifting of our dearest self.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“We are as diverse as spices that flavor this land and our dreams are the connections.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“For right now,
let’s talk softly
to each other
and we’ll become
a love song.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Poetry is raw, real, and pure; it is the spirit under the chaos and the very real dragons battled within. The demons and angels and the voices are often heard and necessary to field the conflicts of understanding, the dance of relationships, the revolving translucent doors leading to infinity; the prose is endless.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“It takes a lover to show how vulnerable can speak the tender inside of real truths.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You

“Every snowflake
is a glass bell
pressing my heart
to hear the soul of the earth
and I can’t help but to weep
for its beauty
has the profundity
of angels as they speak.”
― Carolyn Riker, My Dear, Love Hasn't Forgotten You