Monday, February 18, 2019


in case you are wondering about this and that
one thing for sure...
i am a cat.
and as a cat i have some rules
to go against my grain?
i pity the fools.
i have my humans wrapped around
my little paws.
just takes a bonk, a bite or a display
of my claws.
the world my oyster
i am the king of where
i go.
so feel free to say hi
but first let my people
p.s. i live across the hall
from magic mikey da macaw

(we will never meet)
as appetizing and tempting a morsel as i ever saw
only kidding
i think
gotta run
and make my litter box stink


why do you choose to bother me
can't you see i want some


Be the sunshine
Share the light

Friday, February 15, 2019

In my beauty...pigeonspeak

In my beauty I see a world
Not of my choosing
A world of noise and chaos
From which a respite at times
I find.


 love is forever, and even when circumstances are altered by lifechanges, love withstands and we stand in that love.

our llittle pteribird. in our hearts she dwells as softly she sleeps with god and the angels

he reads

he reads for the quiet that
quiets his soul
the words that soothe
the words that challenge
he questions not
or he questions, a alot
this world that only
he can see.
yet sometimes shares,
so eagerly.

Monday, February 11, 2019


little winter bundlesquirrel
closing in
where does she end
where does she begin
under all that warm
soft squirrelyness
waiting for spring
like some of us,
i guess.


start teaching love,
and love will teach

february is adopt a rabbit month

rabbit flowerkiss
we would not miss,
a day so lovely
and as warm
as this.

Friday, February 8, 2019

Heart sounds of doves

Though wait we do
Heart sounds of 
Doves so true 

painting of mom and dad

today you are wed 71 years
together in heaven, perhaps
but no longer here.
complicated you were
as we all are too.
with the good and the bad
happy anniversary and
i am so missing you.

Magic mikeyspeak

My mommy and daddy 
Want to take me to the doctor today.
My answer....
No flocking way.
I hides from my mommy on my mommy
She can’t find me, so there,.
A practical use for that old woman’s 
Funny hair.

This is my story:

Thursday, February 7, 2019

As so goes the lonely dove

As so goes the lonely dove
From lonely birdie tree.
She looks below
She looks above
For some dovely

Monday, February 4, 2019

blue skies, white buffalo...repost

blue skies white buffalo

blue skies
white buffalo
together on the
tapestry of mother
each shared breath,
a lifetime

Friday, February 1, 2019

weeping pines like tears

weeping pines like tears
a little beauty sitting here.

doves and sparrow

doves and sparrow came out to play
on this cold and blustery day
in each others quietness
they found warmth and

world galgo day

I do not mind running 
or hunting for you
That is how I am built
That is what I do
But why do you hurt me
When with me you are done
You kill or desert me
When I no longer won
I am a galgo of soft eyes
And softer demeanor
I love all my humans
And am quite a good leaner
Please do not throw me away
In your heart let me stay

Where is the warm

While by chilled winds
Where is the warm
Perhaps in our new
Weather winter
This is the norm

Monday, January 28, 2019


even in the cold snow and ice
pretty feathers glistening


it starts with one
then voices, two
when we all choose
our own path
unquestioning conformity
will not do.

love is, and for that we are furever grateful

Love is symmetry
Love is grace
Love is a smile from
The heart,
Worn on your face

Friday, January 25, 2019


Just a word or two
We sparrows are
People, too

home lanned

wherever we land
is home for then
home is the motion
on which our lives

Thursday, January 24, 2019

O pine

Of what I opine
Is it really mine

Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Winter widgiez

The winter chill
Never ends it seems
So I pretend this is a
Palm tree...
It is good to dream.

Welcome to gull flats

Did you ever take the time to mull
Over what is the life of the amazing seagull 
Hot or cold
Winter spring summer or fall
The seagulls manage to survive 
It all.

Monday, January 21, 2019

little loveydovey gentleness

little loveydovey gentleness
does not know that the world
is a mess.


ah we gulls are in a rut
so we have decided
to show our butts.
we need a break
from hunting for food
(such work)
if we were inferior humans
we would twerk.

Sunday, January 20, 2019


off I go
To where
I do not know

Friday, January 18, 2019

january is adopt a feathered friend month

january is adopt a feathered friend month
i waves to you to say hello
i a busy birdieman so
i gotta go
but this i wants you all to know.
feathers do not make the birdiegirl or man
our hearts run our engines
the best we can.
even if lush looking we do not seem
your kindness and love is of what
we dream.
perfection is not something found
by the eyes.
it beats in our hearts
a most perfect surprise.
so if you wish to adopt an
avian guy or gal
we plucky birds will be
your bestest pals.
and those of us, who like me
cannot fly
love takes us into the clouds
and we touch the sky
thank you

circus berserkus...repost

Circus berserkus
the circus is in town, what do you see?
as i look out at you, and you look in at me
do you see me as a large, roaring captive toy,
or do you look into my eyes, just know pain, no joy.
do you giggle and point as you mill around my cage,
in my terror annoint as i seethe in rage.
do you not understand that my roar is a shout:
open up the cage door and let me out

hace frio little frio

little frio has really grown
as he hides and munches
on his own.
winter is here and he
fluffs up nice
ready for the
snows and ice.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Winter blues

Winter blues
Barren trees
Earth to spring 
Come back here,

Monday, January 14, 2019

this branch upon i spread my wings

this branch upon i spread my wings
by friends, surrounded
and happy things.


 every day is a gift, each moment a treasure, we are surrounded by magic too beautiful to measure. however our lives go, how our days are spent..this is how it really is, by nature, meant. so open your hearteyes, this is not a dream...all is and can be as beautiful as we dream.

in freedom

My eyes reflect the blue of the sea
When they are in freedom, naturally
I can jump up so high
Chase and play
Catch my food
This is the dolphin way
But when in a small space
Entrapped and alone
Or even with others
All I can do is moan
The blue sea reflection
Flickers then dies
Lost in man’s deception
Why bother to try

flockin and hitchcockin

on this roof as the
clock tick tockin
here we with
in flock mode

from here

safe distance
i from here
i see
but untouched
by what crawls
under me.


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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.