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.

Oh hummingbird
Where are you now?
Have you taken
My courage with you?
Oh hummingbird

Today, I wish the pain to go,
the fatigue that I fight so.
This process of aging is unkind
and yet, the law of nature
is a fast lane of change.

Twilight slides in quietly
as birds fly to warm nests.
Pink hues of evening
reflect in the clouds.
Soon the moon

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.

What is truth?
It’s a changing sky,
One day clear,
The next, cloudy,
Holding the blue and grey,

You may not know what you’ll
do next:
Hit the open road
With your thumb stuck out.
Give up all you own

Red sun in the morning
rolling up the side of earth.
The sky turned pink,
as a ball of fire
showed it’s strength,

Misty fog floating through
bare trees.
Cold waves of wind
coarse through the woods
whistling as they go

My heart is a good heart,
It beats strongly
And works hard,
To keep me alive.
My mind is a good mind,

Mr. R. would talk
about his deceased
brother, he dreamed
about him frequently;
also of an eagle

Life is a day dream
So they say,
With every beat
Of my heart,
The gate to love

Walking down the dirt path,
Sounds drift on the air,
Birds chirping, leaves
Rustling, dogs barking.
Interconnection of life

The birds flock
to the bird feeder,
some with black,
capped heads
and others with

Firefly shine your light,
Brighten my life,
Lead the way, through
The meadows, in my mind.
Firefly, float so high,

The misty, night rain,
Soaking bare trees,
Bringing nourishment.
I stand at the window,
A steady beat echoes

Red cardinal dancing
On white snow,
How regal you appear
With your cloak of red,
How it cheers my heart

Geese are honking
As they fly
Across an orange colored
Sky.
My spirit soars

Driving through the small towns
of America,
children of all colors playing
in the streets,
some with tattered clothes

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

Itchy eyes
scaly feet
achy joints
and bad teeth
hair so fine

Standing at a crossroad
Between this life
And the next,
Heart in hand
I knock on that

Dark bulk of a single bird,
With red puffed up chest,
As winter’s breeze sways his perch

Brown hawk with
spotted tail,
soaring on the wind,
balancing like a sail.
Your piercing cry

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

Photos are all I have
At times,
Of smiling familiar faces,
My family spread out.
I would travel often

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,

Ambition seems overrated
at this time of life,
effort seems more like strife.
In my youth I was motivated
by a hungry desire

Summer is near it’s end,
I regret not visiting my
childhood home,
near the gulf,
where the sunset

I lay still
While my loved one,
Sleeps.
His warm hand
In my hand,

Unable to be all things
For all people,
Perhaps at one time,
I tried.
Those days are

Harsh reality smacks
like a slap
of cold wind.
Sometimes I’m a tough
sailor, at the helm,

Not sure where we are headed,
Could be a long ride,
Keep your heart steady,
Open wide your eyes.
There is something to learn

Great scientific minds
Working for cures
Of terminal diseases,
The clock ticks...
What is the cure

Birds flying here and there,
landing on branches to
chirp and bare, their heart.
A private club among the trees
with their own private code.

Pretend there is no tomorrow becau
there might not be.
Live like there is only this momen
that is the truth.
Nothing is solid but whispery,