(2014)
Thinking about hard times and ways to deal with it.
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
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…
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
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
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,