Friday, May 5, 2017

flowersprinkle

oh dust me yes
with softest rain
those  moments,
sweet
which keep us sane.
those little seconds
the hours they seem
though never mentioned
that feel like
a
dream.

2 comments:

Fรกtima Pestana said...

Hi my dear, thank you for the beatiful flower and your poem ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€
We've been apart but I never forget you, you are always in my heart ๐Ÿ’–
Very busy and very tired.
Love ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’–

karen lyons kalmenson said...

hi fatima...thank you so much for your friendship and beautiful heart and words!

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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