(2014)
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,
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
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
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