Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Winter widgiez


The winter chill
Never ends it seems
So I pretend this is a
Palm tree...
It is good to dream.

Welcome to gull flats


Did you ever take the time to mull
Over what is the life of the amazing seagull 
Hot or cold
Winter spring summer or fall
The seagulls manage to survive 
It all.

Monday, January 21, 2019

little loveydovey gentleness

little loveydovey gentleness
does not know that the world
is a mess.

gullbutts

ah we gulls are in a rut
so we have decided
to show our butts.
we need a break
from hunting for food
(such work)
if we were inferior humans
we would twerk.

Sunday, January 20, 2019

Off

off I go
To where
I do not know

Friday, January 18, 2019

january is adopt a feathered friend month

january is adopt a feathered friend month
i waves to you to say hello
i a busy birdieman so
i gotta go
but this i wants you all to know.
feathers do not make the birdiegirl or man
our hearts run our engines
the best we can.
even if lush looking we do not seem
your kindness and love is of what
we dream.
perfection is not something found
by the eyes.
it beats in our hearts
a most perfect surprise.
so if you wish to adopt an
avian guy or gal
we plucky birds will be
your bestest pals.
and those of us, who like me
cannot fly
love takes us into the clouds
and we touch the sky
thank you

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circus berserkus...repost


Circus berserkus
the circus is in town, what do you see?
as i look out at you, and you look in at me
do you see me as a large, roaring captive toy,
or do you look into my eyes, just know pain, no joy.
do you giggle and point as you mill around my cage,
in my terror annoint as i seethe in rage.
do you not understand that my roar is a shout:
open up the cage door and let me out

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.