Monday, December 31, 2018

nuevo

a world where all can grow, fulfill their destinies in loves sweet glow

Sunday, December 30, 2018

Pudgy pidge

pudgy pudge pidge in winter time
Wishes the season was as short
As this rhyme.


Friday, December 28, 2018

giffed


the most precious gifts are those moments
where love shines through
whatever darkness surrounds us.

how do we wish

how do we wish for that
which seems
more than impossible
the province of dreams
do we close our eyes
close them tight
and hope when they open
all will be
alright!

Little frio

Little frio 
Says hello 
Curious and cautious 
Does he know 
How cute he is
And how we 
Appreciate 
All animals 
Such as he...
off he runs,
Always late.

Thursday, December 27, 2018

With the heart of a dove

With the heart of a dove
She approaches the world.
No pomp no stealth.
Just being herself.



Wednesday, December 26, 2018

naught

we are but a mere thought
an after
a naught
until we absorb
the truths
of the lessons
we are
taught.

Monday, December 24, 2018

Lovedoves

it is so cold up in
This tree but
We are blessed to
Have each other
And warmth
Like no other

wishes

wishes like raindrops,
as gently they  fall.
on hearts and ears open
love answers the call.

wishes like flowers
every season they
bloom
be they yours or ours
hearts always
have room.

wishes like magic
kissing all
as they pass by
wishes not broken
so nobody cries.

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Clouds ominous and overcast

clouds ominous and overcast 
The world it changes 
Very fast 
But as a flock
A feathered swarm 
We will weather any
Storm.

Gulleye

As I look at the earth below
My gulleye senses tell me
Where to go.

Friday, December 21, 2018

you are here

though out of sight
you are here
day and night
i see you,
clear.
your love
your laughter
who you are
though gone from
earth
heaven is not
that far.

Thursday, December 20, 2018

lovey dove on cusp of winter

lovey dove waits
alone she be
the pigeons used
to keep her company
seasons change
they prefer the
roofs above.
so pretty and lonely,
this little dove.

my flight

my flight never far
from where you are.

GP-YES

Your heart is the star that guides you home.

Monday, December 17, 2018

there is grace

there is grace in kindness
compassion and caring
there is grace in loving,
reaching out and sharing
there is grace is all that
god has given
there is grace in being
by ones heart,
driven.

thank full

we age and we see those we love come and go we go on loving, living and losing but blessed we are to still be in this life that god has given us. as touched by sadness we are especially at holiday times, joy still surrounds us .. and if we reach out, we can feel the love.

Friday, December 14, 2018

chillngull

life for we gulls can
be kinda crappy
but we are strong,
tough and scrappy
so i sit here and enjoy
this little chill.
got much to do
but no much time
to be still.

Monday, December 10, 2018

prima

she dances alone
because she can
it does not matter
if anyone else understands
perhaps it would be better
if they do,
then they could dance alone,
together, too

seasons greetings

spread love, peace and joy
to all far and near.
not just this time,
but for ALL of 
the year.

uno

uno sits in this tree on
such a crispy day
winter looming

uno sits and observes
whenever change comes
he knows it well.

uno contemplates all
and takes stock
before he flies off
to rejoin his
flock.

little birdie three tree

little three on the
birdie tree
so nice of thee
to pose
for me!

Friday, December 7, 2018

heartfeel beauty

as we all are, heartfelt
as heart feels beauty
sends beauty
beauty is love
and love makes all things
beautiful

little dove peace tree

i am not a real dove
as one can see
but here i live
on this peace tree
praying for all beings
and humanity.
a sparkling presence
of kindness
flickers in the sun
as joy, love, health
and happiness
shines bright
on everyone.

Monday, December 3, 2018

garage eagle puffpuff

it is cold outside
here i roost
wish a friend or two
would stop by
and give my spirits
a boost.

gullz

we are scrappy
we are tough
most times our lives
are very rough.
but over such trivia
we have no time to mull.
we gonna survive
cause we are gulls!

holidazed

we who
are all struggling to find joy this holiday season. we have lost some we love and we miss them. we worry and stress over some still here with us and feel so alone. gratitude is not seeking us out, it seems, but we can find much to be grateful for, though that task is truly brobdingnagian. we have a wonderful crew of peeps here. we are as one and as one we stand together..we have companion animals, here and/or in our hearts. we have the greatest gift of all...the capacity to love...it is this gift, forever unwrapped by kindness, that sustains and sustains us all.

Friday, November 30, 2018

So sweet a dream

So sweet a dream
Complete to find
With loving hearts
And peace of mind.

in

in utter tranquility
a taste of civility.

Monday, November 26, 2018

we are aware

As in the sand some bury their heads,
Innocents are tormented and dead
But for the cruel there is
No place to go.
We will share and
Let all the world
Know

spread

i am sooo big
as you can see
nobody as big
or as cute
as me...
the leader of all
pigeonry.

i am not

i am not asked
i do not know
where i am headed
but fly
i go.

Friday, November 23, 2018

entranced

this is my turf
if you want to play
a toll of sorts
you have to pay.
so i or my boidiebuds
poop on your car...
you chose to come in here
heehee har har

depression

depression is real.

depression does not go away because you want it too..

depression does not discriminate...and takes no prisoners.

depression kills...the soul, the spirit and the very lives it possesses.

depressions breaks the hearts of those who care.

please, at holiday times.. remember and support those who are depressed, as holidays can magnify the isolation that is depression.

thank you.

alone

alone you seek
the answers
from others
they are inside you
just take
a peek

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

twinkling pinkling

twinkling pinkling
cauliflower color
spectrum paradise
if the world were this
pretty,
would it then be
nice.

Monday, November 19, 2018

amarillo

in sunshine colors
we look within
to share the joy
we feel,
without.
a gentle vision
no need
to
shout

between

between the sky
the walls of trees
alone her counsel kept
but dreams or more
as she slept.

Saturday, November 17, 2018

there is

if there is a listening star to whom we could pray...please make all the sadness and suffering go away

Friday, November 16, 2018

what can one see

what can one see
as snow is falling
lights ahead
some hope,
instead.

maple red

maple red
so tall she stands
as winds and snow
try out their hands.
seasons come
seasons pass
maple red
is built to
last.

of the snow

of the snow
she never knew
yet as it fell
this cold
something new
white chilly
blanket
of winter's
dew.

Monday, November 12, 2018

pretty whytes

pretty whytes out in the rain
holding on to each moment
until winter begins,
again.

with heads bows...in honor of those who served, serve now and will serve

with heads bows
a world of tears
for those wounded
and those no longer
here,
with heads bowed
in sweet release
this lull between wars...
we all pray for peace.


Sunday, November 11, 2018

veterans day

they stormed the beaches
on that cold gray day.
they did not know what to do
nor what to say....
they ran straight ahead into enemy fire
friends around them shot dead
such scenario dire.
yet fought they did
for the freedoms they believe.
we are thankful for those who made it
and for those who did not, we grieve.
for without these heroes
we could not type these words
stand for that which matters
have our voices heard.


if we work hard and pray,
perhaps one day all wars
will go away

Friday, November 9, 2018

lyfe

we love with all our hearts and commit with every fiber of our being...the joys we feel, immense, the sorrows deep, the anxieties...profound...if only in school we learned LIFE not the readingwritingrithmatrix that don't add up

Thursday, November 8, 2018

when young

when young i dreamed of  a home
could be like this
with welcoming arms
and nature's kiss.

behind

behind the daily,
the divine.

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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.