Friday, May 29, 2015

to find

to find what we were
before the chatter,
mutter.
splatter and
splutter....

waters flow

waters..
in torrents
in drops
in waves
in streams
waters flow
like images
and dreams.
kings point park

she navigated

she navigate the tall trees
and underbrush
that was her heart's home.
kings point park

arose

in the corner of her eye,
a rose.
how it got there,
nobody knows.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

once upon

once upon
a reminisce.
pretty flower
so like
a
very
first
kiss.

through

through adult eyes, seen.
but the child remains.
the village so green

bullied

new jaunts to old haunts.
never forgotten
childhood taunts.



Followers

Blog Archive

About Me

My Photo
i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's 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, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to 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. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson