(2014)
Thoughts about pain.
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
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
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
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,
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.