Wednesday, December 13, 2006

 pseudo holiday levity

wishing it had brevity

smiles people faking

gifts they will be raking

noone wants to listen

just watch the tinsel glisten

an emotional shellacking

by things we feel are lacking

Thursday, December 7, 2006

i write good poems

when my heart is broke

tears drenching my shoulder

i start to choke

otherwise i sit

with fingers still

waiting for words

im waiting still


Saturday, December 2, 2006


in profusion

caused by self


fear of loss, rejection

fill me with dejection

i want to run from here

where too, not very clear




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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