(2014)
After hearing a favorite song and remembering a difficult time, a poem came out
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want
Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay