Wednesday, January 31, 2018

the howl

the howl
There was a time the world was ours
No big tall buildings, no noisy cars
No people with guns, shooting at
Everything they see
When we could howl
As a family
When we could roam our world
At will
Not worrying about if we would
Be killed
The moon our beacon, the sun our friend
We did not think this would ever end

Monday, January 29, 2018

glory rose

glory rose
her vibrant colors
but still there
is beauty
to look

my shadow

my shadow goes
at times with me
and is the silliest
of company.
i move one way
he imitates
if i sit still,
he sits and waits.
and when i want to fly
he flies too
there is nothing
i can do
then he lands where
i perch next
how does he does this,
i ask,

Friday, January 26, 2018

the words i lost

the words i lost
the  memories
that slip away
then reappear
the times that
me all
too dear.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

the beauty

the beauty
from the window,
the dark retains
its special


for her
remains some
parts that
choose to
be revealed
when she thinks
she lose.


let go
he not
the past remains
his heart
is closed
from all
the pains.

Monday, January 22, 2018

will walk

i will walk with you as i am.

if by freedom

if by freedom
what do you see
how do you define
the freedom of choice
the freedom of voice
we need more freedom
to rejoice!

dear members of congross

dear members of congross aka the sandbox gang...and all assorted leadership types...
we did not elect you to sit and play tiddlewinks
your montessori tactics,
frankly stinks
you close OUR government
we want to take away your salaries
as punishment.
you rant and rave the
games you play
if you ever reach adulthood,
perhaps we will let you stay.
so whine and cheesy
tantrum and fit
it is you,
not we the people
who are as dumb
as sh*t.

Friday, January 19, 2018

wint grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

winter winter
is a pretty

Thursday, January 18, 2018


don't be sucked into the vortex of any negativity that surrounds you.

rise above and feel the love!

Monday, January 15, 2018

how clear

how clear
the tans
the lake,
once frozen
in thawing

by fog the light

by fog the light
not day nor night
a mist,
not dissed
upon my list.


at times we drift, anchors within let go and set sail

Friday, January 12, 2018

if by

if by starlight, moon or sun
the loveheart shines glory
on everyone

Thursday, January 11, 2018


so by icestickles caressed
we await summer
for winter,

Monday, January 8, 2018

oh possums

we are fruits of
but you humans
call us
you think we
are nasty
you look so afraid
we when lie down
then jump up,
reactions not
cute we are really
if look at us you do,
but until then
we will have fun
scaring you.


each day is an embrace
to be opened,

too day

today is yesterday's wish
tomorrow promise,
already spoken.

embrace the snow

embrace the snow
from behind
a window.

Friday, January 5, 2018

the trees the wind the snow the sky

the trees
the wind
the snow
the sky
the weathers
or not
i want
to fly.


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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