(2015)
Multi-tasking is overrated!
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
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
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
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