(2014)
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
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,
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
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
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,
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,