Friday, August 28, 2009

for rescue.ink :-D

if they ride into your town
bad guys do not stick around
if cruel you are to pets
some bad you are
going to get
these guys with
tats and bikes
know what they
do not like
so treat your
animals kind
or they will not
be far behind

tanglewould

the road was tangled and paved with stones.
at times we share it, other times we are alone.
do we look forward or at our feet.
it would be so untoward to fall in the peat.
so torn between all this perception
we still need to go in the right direction.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

changez

I walked the earth
and felt the grass
as the winds tried hard to pass.
the sun was warm
the sky a light blue
bees in a swarm
as if they knew
a season yearned for
soon to be gone
as fallen leaves
will be walked upon
the summer starts
to enter her sleep
as winters cold
will slowly creep.

memory book - for the children of uganda

how tragic that a people are destroyed
with their lives a virus toyed
and memories do often die
even as remembrance
we often try
a gift to give for generations next
hopefully not by
HIV vexed

Thursday, August 20, 2009

shanks mer

i walked one step
then walked two more.
i will not walk
where i was before.
uncharted terrain
a landscape new
from regrets refrain
as i enjoy the view

Sunday, August 16, 2009

a lone

do you know what it is like
to be truly alone
if you call yourself up
noone answers the phone?

Friday, August 14, 2009

cicada

i hear the crickets
gently singing their song
they know all too well
just how time moves along.
as our summer ends
so do their lives
time does not unbend
no matter how we strive.
their sounds will grow faint
as the cool breezes blow
an image they paint
as their sounds get so low.
and flutter their wings.
such is the law of things

Thursday, August 13, 2009

la bella luna

as the day shifts into night
the moon begins its lonely flight
to stand amongst so many stars
sometimes so bright but always far

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

a quarter passed

It is a quarter past
How the day went fast
Is there nothing we can do
To make it last?
Just be glad that we are in it
Enjoy every moment
Feel every minute

Friday, August 7, 2009

forsooth

forsooth forsooth
what good is the truth?
politicians abuse it
media sometimes
misuse it
i wonder why anyone tries
when their truth is
turned into lies

Thursday, August 6, 2009

mendacious veracity

one man’s lie may be another man’s truth
or a sad goodbye, to a painful sore tooth
we put so much credence into veracity
clinging so hard,with mendacious tenacity
knowing full well that the little white lie
can prevent a hurt, or cause someone to cry
we hold our truths to be self evident
it all depends on what is really meant

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

gin

as her head turned
a pain she felt.
aghast at the bad cards
she thought she was dealt.
but soon woke up
and opened her eyes
replayed those cards
to her surprise.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

will you

will you walk with me
or will you choose to run
will you stand by my side
when the day is done.
will you turn around
to avoid the pain, if i run aground
will you choose the rain?

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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