Wednesday, June 30, 2010

i am a river

I am a river, I am water, I am an ocean
Running free, I am still and I am silent
I am motion, I am me
I am crying for the life that lived
So safely within my breast
I am sighing for the future
Of the ones that I love best
My countenance has been damaged
By so much that man has done
How will my children manage
I am too murky for the sun
My waters are receding
I am languishing on the sand
No longer the life that I was leading
Just a sorrow out of hand
I am most of what is in your bodies
Without me you will die
Yet you treat me so very shoddy
And you do not even try
I am water, I am life, I am where
It all began
Please hear me as I call you
Hear me now,
Oh heart of man


each drop of water is a little lifetime. be it the precious sustenance of the sea, a smile from a friend, a kind word...drops become ripples, ripples become waves, waves, the tide of goodness that may gently roll onto an arid heart.

there is no little act of compassion. each kindness we share and send is a universe of hope, that could even guide someone out of the darkness

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

our world once a garden

our world, once a garden of beauty and grace
man has smeared his garbage all over its face
and now its ocean stand in hisway
too many of its creatures man plans to slay
man in his infinite greed and blood lust...
is pillaging his world
will it turn into dust?

Monday, June 28, 2010

i have seen

i have seen the nasty,
i have seen the strange
i have seen the ugly
i have seen the deranged
but i have seen the beauty
the kindness, the mirth
i have seen what could be
if we knew what we were worth
i have seen the possiblities
endless and rare
i have seen what happens
when people get together
and care♥

monday landed

monday landed much too fast
tuesday knows she will not last
wednesday does not want
to be stuck in the middle
thursday cries, he is much too little
friday grinning ear to ear
when she is gone,
the weekend is here!!!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

do you know

do you know
well i do not
i only see
that it sickens
the plot
life is too short for
ugly machinations
so i run like a cheetah
from toxic situations

Friday, June 25, 2010


breathe deep, but do not breathe fast
we do not know how long this will last
breathe hard, but do not breathe tight
sometimes the day does not follow night
breathe aloud, but not to be heard
...never drown out the spoken word
breathe breathe and breathe some more
breathe until it is your time
to answer the door

i clasp my hands

i clasp my hands in silent prayer
for all the living, everywhere
that peace will come, no more blood
to be shed
that all animals will be safe more species dead
i bow my head in prayer for those long gone
whose memories we cherish
and smile upon
for those we miss or never knew
by god's angels kissed,
in peace, renewed ♥

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

saisons d'etre

Saisons d’etre
Autumn turns, with gentle grace
Burnished hues, upon its face
Leaves cascading to the ground
Leaving trees, bare and brown
Winters chill, and austere beauty
White flakes abound, as is their duty
The earth grows cold, hard to the touch
Waiting for the spring it misses so much
Smiling spring arrives, welcoming soul
Soon all will thrive, no winter’s toll
Young life is born, in a verdant plane
Nurtured by the warm sun
and quenching rains
Then hot temperatures begin to rise
The summer sun, filled with surprise
Its soaring birds, its gleeful trees
A rush of life, then autumn breeze

drawing a blank

Monday, June 21, 2010

a time like this

a time like this
sweet as a kiss
lost for memories
by those of us
still around

terra luna

this is our world, we cannot yet go to mars,
but if we did, it would soon be cluttered with cars,
malls and fast food, litter, disease,
then off to the moon, which is made of green chees
(or so it is said in some children's fable,
man would then devour it whole, if this were true and man was able).


stranded on a lonely beach
her family, her pod so
out of reach
water touching but
not enough
the sand is coarse
it feels so rough
some upright creatures
running toward her, fast
she does not know how long
that she can last
will these chattering humans
make her better or worse
she waits, hoping this beach
will not become a hearse
the noises grow soft
her soul
carried aloft

Sunday, June 20, 2010

a tear

a tear i shed for our father sky
of so many hues, so deep and wide
white puffy clouds, sometimes adorn
of darkening grey, lost and forlorn
and crystal blue the future to tell
a sky we thought we knew so well
a tear i shed for our oceans greenblue
what will ever become of you
haven for creatures mystical and rare
lost in statisticals, does anyone care?
a tear i shed for our rugged terrain
deserts, jungles and ice
once on an even plane
and endless torrent of salty tears
for all the animals no longer here
and those, if we are not careful
that will soon disappear
please hear my cries
so i can dry my eyes
save our earth mother
for we have no other

my most recently published poem

please check out poem for boomers, on this site...
several more of my poems are there
and click the 5th star, if that is alright
show this old poet
that you care;-D

Saturday, June 19, 2010

to all of those

to all of those who look at their beach
covered in oil, no word to speak
their animals drowning
in a sea of tar
when will man realize
...he has gone too far?

Friday, June 18, 2010

i sing

i sing to herald a brand new day
i sing to chase the blues away
i sing because there is music everywhere
i sing because i want to share
i sing even if there is no tune
i sing because there is a sun
and moon

Thursday, June 17, 2010

blessed hearts

may all our tears soon join hands
end all fears, in every land
bring peace and safety
to all animal nations
blessed are those...
from god's creation ♥

Wednesday, June 16, 2010


the spirit speaks hand in hand with our hearts
it cares for the weak. finishes what it starts
the spirit runs free with nature
unfettered by man
the spirit does..
better than we can
earth mother i write
your name in the sky
we are your sisters and brothers
don't let our world die

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

the spoken word

the spoken word has many voices
each one reflecting, its speaker's choices
some speak loudly from the heart
some speak from a dark place
to tear apart.
some speak of hope
some speak of dreams
some cannot cope
some speak in screams
a whisper carries
a thousands shouts
listen to your heart
let the goodness out♥

Saturday, June 12, 2010

for footprints

i want to know your touch of healing
the beauty you share
your wealth of feeling
i need to know that
when there is noone to talk to me
i can feel you walk with me
i need to know that
when it
all goes dark
that you will send me
your most radiant spark
i do believe that
being in your light
will somehow
all right

Friday, June 11, 2010


no matter how painful and tough things get
do not get snared in the abuse ugly net
hurting another does not a thing solve
and from your own guilt you are never absolved
reach out for help if you cannot cope
...this is far better than harming
when you are at the end of your rope
if something bad was ever done to you
you know how bad it feels
make sure that cycle is through

Thursday, June 10, 2010

i feel the wolf

i feel the wolf
i hear his song
howl so plaintive
howl so strong
howl so lonely
howl so sad
his world has
has gone mad

a frightened young pelican

a frightened young pelican, in oily attire,
hanging onto his life, by a delicate wire
mouth, trying to open, eyes blinking fast
as we watch television, hoping
his sweet life will last

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

nature's child

i dreamed that i was nature's child
running free, running wild
the grass and trees, caressing my face
as to sleep, i would fall
in their soft embrace
...the clouds a blanket for my days
a place i used, to run away
i dreamed i opened my eyes
i saw
and then, one day
i dreamed no more


humans in their relentless wrath
have hacked a very ugly path
lives and ecosystems destroyed
as man expands his territory
and builds killing toys
why can't man find a way to manage
is own existence
without animals as collateral

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

do you

do you see me or who you want me to be?
are my feelings mine, or how you opine
is it me in your life
or a repeat of some other strife?

Monday, June 7, 2010

my soul is aching

my soul is aching, my heart is sore
i do not think i can take much more
all this dying, suffering and pain
every day, just a different strain
homo sapiens do you hear
what it is that is drawing near
you need to reconcile your soul
save our earth, time to roll

Sunday, June 6, 2010


the earth our mother, our soul, our self
our greatest hope, our greatest wealth
we sit here holding hands in prayer
to show you light, to show you we care
we are all equal children of
your wounded breast
every race, all animals
we shall heal the rest
oh spread your spirit
oh spread your love
we have a strong foundation
from the creator above

Saturday, June 5, 2010

i have no room for guile

I have no room for guile
It does not make me smile
It is a waste of space
It is an ugly place
It bites itself in the end
With wounds
That cannot mend

a summer prayer

a summer prayer for those left outside
who think noone cares, who just want to hide
a summer prayer, that love finds its way
into your lives, just a heartbeat away
a summer prayer for safety and peace
...a world free from hatred. where bigotry ceased
a summer prayer for the winds of soft change
a better direction, a world rearranged♥

Friday, June 4, 2010


this is where i spend my day
sometimes looking for food
or for frolic and play
the water is so dark now
i cannot see a thing
i am so hungry
i cannot move my wings
what happened to
my homeland
where i live and breed
what will happen to
the fish
upon whom i feed
i am feeling so tired
i cannot lift my head
in this muck and this mire
i do not want to be dead


beauty is perceived
not by the eyes
but by the heart
which is the true
all seeing part♥

Thursday, June 3, 2010

dear earthlings

dear earthlings:
we share the same planet
and this planet cries
she watches as all her
beautiful creatures
...slowly die
she sobs tears unbroken
as man, in his path
with words unspoken
enacts his wrath
on everything living
just taking, no giving

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

i dreamed i was a butterfly

I dreamed I was a butterfly
All I had to do was soar
My wings so high
My colors reflected by the sun
Admired and adored by
Windborne as the days went by
Short and sweet
Then time to die

the summer reign

the summer rain
so gentle and soft
sends my spirit
far aloft

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

summer rain

Summer rain cleanse my soul
take me high, make me whole
Take me away from
where I have been
Leave me naked, without sin
Let your cooling raindrops spell
Wash away where I once fell

to you

since i met you
many words i
my life went
from bad
to verse


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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