Ready for this pandemic to be over, but who isn't! 7/2020
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
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…
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
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
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer