(2014)
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
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
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.