(2014)
After hearing a favorite song and remembering a difficult time, a poem came out
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
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,
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,