The west coast of FLA. is hot in the summer but there is always a breeze and water to cool off in or so I remember when I was a child.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
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…
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments