For Bede
(2014)
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.