Friday, December 29, 2017

anno nuevo

365  days of moments
a calendar year
we are so very blessed
to still be sitting
so wishes for a most
happy, healthy
2018 and more
each day is a lifetime
for us and for those
we adore.
let peace fill
our world with
unimaginable bliss.
as our earthmother
it does not get

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

by clouds

i will not be defined by clouds
that gather.
but by the road.
i think i'd rather.

Saturday, December 23, 2017

so gentle the rain

so gentle the rain as it tiptoes
lightly on her dreams.

Friday, December 22, 2017


we the beaky bird family
wish you the happiest
and the most very merry.
for this and every day we cheer...
love and good health to all
and most happy

Thursday, December 21, 2017


i stomps in and wishes to say
a most happiest of happy

magic mikey aka santa claws

birdie far

birdies far away
on the lake
thinking about
and planning
a journey they
might take.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

so far she looked

so far she looked
to a place
by dreams she
was carried.

Monday, December 18, 2017


look real close and you will see
we are collection of pigeonry
we get things done by cooperation,
not attrition,
quite unlike your so called human


spread love, peace and joy
to all far and near.
not just this time,
but for ALL of
the year.


one day the spacemen
saw earth and decided
it would be grand
to perhaps get closer
and/or even land.
they looked down
at our petty, cruel and
quarrelsome populace
and thought why ever
would anyone want
to visit this place.
then closer they looked
they saw a few
who really cared.
and then then knew,
that there was hope
between the pockets
of despair,
and off they went,
back up in the air.

Sunday, December 17, 2017

what pretty light

what pretty light
earthen tones
dressed in

Saturday, December 16, 2017

once upon a birdie tree

once upon a birdie tree
she smiles and watched them
thinking about the where
and why
the gift of birds
and how
they fly

Friday, December 15, 2017

the chill

the chill
as winter
and navigates.

Thursday, December 14, 2017


if a blend
there was
of mindful
of souls as one.
with words in
gently brushing past.

the cold the snow

the cold the snow
which way to go
i think i know

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

there are

there are cars and building
when the day is done..
but there is forever
the setting sun.

Monday, December 11, 2017

his tears of ice

his tears of ice
he could not break
nor by warmth
be touched.

be not, by time

be not by time
your heart to make
be not by time
a heart to break
be not by time,
take time in hand
a word, softly
the kindness we
all understand.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

the snow

the snow she fall
gently laughing
as the trees
so gracefully
accept her icy

Friday, December 8, 2017

from here, the cold

from here,
the cold
so stark
so bold.

Thursday, December 7, 2017


here sit I
run I shall
my life is motion
a most peculiar

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

by light

by light she reached
her fingers
the dark rejoiced
in her glory

Monday, December 4, 2017

the sun replies

the sun replies
sitting down
time to rest
the moon will
soon be
in town.

what say the moon

what say the moon
as shine she will
upon all others,
never still.
what say the moon
as clouds pass behind
the sun is coming,
she gently reminds.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

the seeds

feelings are
to be nurtured.

Saturday, December 2, 2017

oh where

oh where times goes,
sweet winter rose.

Friday, December 1, 2017

make of this

make of this what you will
make of this what you say
is not just a thrill
and then go away.


between the walls
not I created
a place grow
but barely sated
limited in
depth width
and scope
a world unstrung
by a fragile

Monday, November 27, 2017


Planetoids when annoyed
Are pretty but one should
Still avoid

Saturday, November 25, 2017

e merge

if of each moment
you live on the verge,
you never know what

Friday, November 24, 2017

lingua franca

love is language universal...the heart is the nation in which we all dwell.

a maze

a maze a tangle
whatever the angle
trying to decipher
what cannot be

the burnished

the burnished haze
so far away
the yesterdazed

Wednesday, November 22, 2017


so full a life
so full of life
now darkness
a mind,
in clouds.
all yesterdays 
if only i could borrow
a minute
a second
an hour or so
to bring you back
not watch you go.

Monday, November 20, 2017


cascading clouds...
where dreams over,
waiting to be

Sunday, November 19, 2017


gather the wind
the stars
wherever you
when blown about
take them
with you,
and shout.

Saturday, November 18, 2017


this pic could be seen as
a Freudian slippy
but i think it is
rather trippy.


landcoral floral

Friday, November 17, 2017

how we love

our breath and heart beats on every one of their heartbeats and breath

Thursday, November 16, 2017

cavern tavern

the ice so nice
in cavern tavern

Monday, November 13, 2017

veterans day...repost

veterans day
they stormed the beaches
on that cold gray day.
they did not know what to do
nor what to say....
they ran straight ahead into enemy fire
friends around them shot dead
such scenario dire.
yet fought they did
for the freedoms they believe.
we are thankful for those who made it
and for those who did not, we grieve.
for without these heroes
we could not type these words
stand for that which matters
have our voices heard.

if we work hard and pray,
perhaps one day all wars
will go away


we share one world and in this spirit we need to love and support each other...there is no room for hate on this small blue orb we call earth. we pray for those who have lost so much due to this terrible tragedy. we pray for healing and we pray for unity. Namaste

the sky

the sky reveals
its beauty

Saturday, November 11, 2017

one leaf remains

one leaf remains to tell the tale
though silently, she waits.


he could never truly touch the frozen flower that she was.

Friday, November 10, 2017

be not afraid

be not afraid
if by winds the world
sends you a to and fro
look within
not the other way
beyond the din
and you will

Thursday, November 9, 2017

crow magnon hitchcocked

while on line in the food store
being one hungry slob
upon a car outside.
the crows started to mob
oh so slowly turned the clock
as the birds entered into
a full Alfred Hitchcock.
just goes to show
that wherever you be
there is always something
cool to see!


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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