(2014)
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
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,
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
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…
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to