Thursday, June 29, 2006

the flower felt the wind so soft
sending its petals far aloft
when the wind became so still
the flower felt its silent chill
no other flower in its sight
the flower bowed its head
at night

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

there was a flower
in the wood
between the trees
alone it stood
lost and swaying
as the wind was playing
doing everything it could

Monday, June 26, 2006

my tenure on this planet nation

just a cause for consternation

no purpose here do i really serve

but to suffer and observe

why i continue i do not know

i feel either lousy or really low

its time to make a corporate decision

to end this endless self derision





how long i can endure this mess

is really anybodys guess

however myself i will not throttle

for seeking refuge in a bottle

pain is gone at least for today

i feel alive demons at bay

impervious no one can touch

as i reach for my liquid crutch

alone and aching

life i am faking

Sunday, June 25, 2006

i am dangling by a thread

that is trapped inside my head

i am torn and frayed and scattered

to noone i really matter




my life is a stew thats been reheated

taste is gone, i feel defeated

Saturday, June 24, 2006

she sat and pondered

how far she had wandered

where she was going

if she was growing

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

i lose me

i lose me in the music

to run from all the hurt

i lose me in the liquid

with whose dangers i

sometimes flirt

i lose me in each chorus

each note, each harmony

i lose me in an empty glass

from myself i want to flee


Monday, June 19, 2006

meaning less

she felt she was so meaning less

why that was so noone could guess

she yearned to be so meaning more

to be loved. to matter. to be adored



Sunday, June 18, 2006

her life

her life is a two dimensional charade

hurt and pain in cavalcade

disappointments running wild

too much for this aching child

gaping hole noone can see

behind the smile she gives freely

those who hold her do not know

she cannot stay much longer though

searching for a way to fill the space

that lives behind her gentle face



Friday, June 16, 2006

i need to know that

i can still write

so i have written

something light

the words are pretty

sentences rhyme

something deeper

will emerge

some other time

to anchor myself

within a poem

is to find

my spirit's home

Monday, June 12, 2006

another night awash in stress

from this pain i cant digress

sleep denied, everything tried

sadness drapes me over cried




Friday, June 9, 2006

hello sun you are here

it is time to play

are you just dropping in

or are you here to stay?


Thursday, June 8, 2006

this late spring rain

gone on too long

we need the sun

to shine on strong

push all the clouds

and chill away

oh come on sun

its time to play

Wednesday, June 7, 2006

each raindrop is a little beat of my heart

summer rain

droplets dancing on the shelf

water in the sky

falling gently, like myself

and i wonder why

the summer rain

leaves on the trees

caress me with

your tender breeze



Monday, June 5, 2006

the little girl

the little girl sat

lost in the past

too much pain

nothing to last

hoping that tomorrow

wont be replete

with yesterdays sorrows

in repeat

Thursday, June 1, 2006

they sat

they sat, looking out their windows, lightening illuminating them, with its accompaniment of thunder.  their eyes stared between the raindrops tapping chorus. they sought each other out through the summer storm, neither one knowing.....


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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings