(2015)
Multi-tasking is overrated!
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
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.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
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…
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
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