(2014)
Thoughts about pain.
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
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
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
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
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
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
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
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,