Thursday, March 21, 2019

world poetry day

if the world were as graceful as a swan
as soft as the words unspoken of a gentle touch
if reason had rhyme and beauty poured out
instead of hate
a poetic life
in syncopation
world poetry day
and jubilation.

Garage eaglery

Cars and bars of metal
My amazon
Our habitat that once was..
Not here
And gone

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

We rise

We rise though entrenched in that
And those.
We rise because we do not suppose
We rise because in good we believe
We rise far above those who 
Wish to deceive

more sprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring

Spring the lovely warmth you bring

Monday, March 18, 2019

Beauty proud

Beauty proud,
Mind of her own,
Yet part of the crowd,
Always has something to say
But never too loud.
Stands on the edges,
Not afraid to fall,
She has not very much.
But really has
It all.


Spring she sits 
Outside the gate 
The hints she sends us
cannot wait 

Saturday, March 16, 2019


away to start
A brand new day


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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.