(2013)
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.
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…