Tuesday, October 31, 2017


listens to none
yet speaks to

Monday, October 30, 2017

for love

for love wherever
we are is
a palace
we dwell
within our
a realm

so clear

so clear i see
so far
oh never mind


around my heart
the green and red
embraced by colorsong

Saturday, October 28, 2017

to rest like leaves

to rest like leaves
upon where they fall
no questions asked
none at all.
no answers tormenting
no worries no fears
no regrets late
no time

sparkling pretties

when by night
my inner dark
seeks the light,
i feel your

Friday, October 27, 2017

my heart, to feel

my heart,
to feel
the many things
the spectrum
of human

new anced

side by side
we change
time is motion
and motion is
not the

Thursday, October 26, 2017

we stand

we stand in autumn
our colors
a sight
and symphony.

Tuesday, October 24, 2017


We are different in many ways
but to the earth seas sky and ground
we are all bound


upon this  lifescape I make my stand
not ready to depart
this changing land
I am one of the last
my friends are dying
or have already died
while a few of us
are still trying.

Monday, October 23, 2017

re: borne

every day be we content or by conflict torn,
we have a new chance and we are reborn

Sunday, October 22, 2017

i am of clouds

I am of clouds
a space between
the walls
I do not

Friday, October 20, 2017

i see the sunheart

I see the sunheart
the sends out the
love part
the where it begins
the where it ends
the realm of the real
in the world of

we are the ones...repost

we are the ones

we are the ones who
are differently abled
but our hearts are...
without a flaw.
we are the ones
without our sight,
our hearing
or perhaps missing
feathers, or
a leg and paw.
we are the ones
who time has
into its bittersweet fold.
we are the ones,
sometimes forsaken.
because we are
not perfect
or we are old.
yet love we do
without conditions
and with a world
of glee,
so will you take us
will you grace us
with your loving, kind


this life we together we travel
we revel
we unravel

Thursday, October 19, 2017

if a world of

in a world of pretty
she wished she dwelled
far away and yet so near
to all that she loved
all that she held dear

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

in dreams, she walked

in dreams,
she walked
when life,
so hard.
her head amongst
the flowers
above the trees.
she floated.

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Monday, October 16, 2017

what love

love is what bind us heart to heart and soul to soul.
love heals
the hurts the pain
and it is love that makes us whole.

the stark

there is a lushness
within the stark
if you listen
you will hear
all the colors

Saturday, October 14, 2017


or end
life is best
when one
has friends.

Friday, October 13, 2017


love from every cell and pore
love again...
then love

my heart, to you

my heart to you
i bring what i believe
the words i speak
the words, still silent
the life i have lived
the one i wish to
live with you
the world as it is
and what it should be,

Thursday, October 12, 2017

there is, but

there is,
but no
or yes
i guess
the joy of fall
then winter's
the sounds of spring
with summers reply
there is but this
she said
with a

Wednesday, October 11, 2017


there has been much written and spoken about rape and sexual abuse since the bill cosby story. now with harvey weinstein and his multitude of offenses, there is more.
rape is as old as man. rape is used as a weapon of war. rape is used as a means to subjugate and control. rape is sex as battering ram...
anyone who forces him/herself on another person, or species, imagines themselves as omnipotent and all powerful, when in actuality they are the miniscule, powerless lower than lows.
many victims stay quiet, out of fear...fear of retribution, fear of being blamed. some of us were just too young and had nowhere to turn. others are of species that do not communicate with the spoken language.
rape will never disappear from the human landscape...but we have the power, as individuals, and as a group, to call out those who continue to rape. to call out those who enable rape. to call out those who turn away and deny.
but we should never blame the victims. this blame game is the rapists best friend.
our strength lies in our commitment to help others, to provide support for those in need and to shut down those who harm...together we can make a dent and each little dent added to another little dent...
a sinkhole for all rapists to drown in!!!
thank you for taking the time to read this

Tuesday, October 10, 2017


little busywhooosh
held onto this tree...
laughing as he said
to himself,
I can see them
but they cannot see

Monday, October 9, 2017

the floating

the floating starts
when landfall seems
more of a nightmare

Saturday, October 7, 2017

add infin-eye-tum

add infin-eye-tum
the glorious chaos
the unending joy
of imagination.

tendril quiet

tendril, quiet
as tranquility
drips down

a ditty for pretty

a ditty for pretty
that simply exist
would be quite the
if this pretty

Friday, October 6, 2017

we were hippies

we were by stars, dusted
by ideals,
now in reality sinks
and it really


to love we bow
our heads and hearts
to love that heals
instead of pulling
to love and its
often not spoken
that makes a whole
out of the sad
and the  broken.
finds a speck of joy
in landscapes, bare.
to love that knows
when we need it
and is


we heal
we move forward.
we follow our

immerse yourself...repost

immerse yourself

in whatever season

you may be....

the season that is

most beautiful,

is the one in

your company.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017


when the imagination is on the run
a bug on a car window
can turn into...
so much fun

world animal day

world animal day
October four.
need reasons for joy
here is one more!

Monday, October 2, 2017


Lost in the evers,
not nows
and whenevers


do we stand together for a minute or so,
or this time can we not let the harmony go

so simple

so simple,
the rose
in its usual


we may lose the ones we love,
as heaven bound they go.
but in our hearts forever,
a place they know as home


by hate we fall.
with love,


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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