2-2018. Winter has it's moments, but wishing spring comes soon!
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
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
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,