Friday, April 21, 2017

leafheart

be wilted, he
by time and years
that passed
he could not
catch his breath
as now he sits
with memories
vibrant and warm
they
fill up those cold spaces
of life slipping by.
his eyes sparkle life
as his hands shake
and swell.
a life time soon spent
with so much
to tell.

he reaches for soft sleep
his nights sometimes betray
he closes his eyes
and breathes in
each day.


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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