Monday, July 31, 2017

the refresh of tears

after rain
morning dew
the refresh
of tears
and all
feels
new.

the pretty, speak

the pretty,
speak
way the fear
of all that comes
and goes
round
here.

Friday, July 28, 2017

i am

i am not wise.
i am not sage.
what i have learned,
i have learned from
age.
time experiential
a few too many
closed door
moments,
tangential
and the
need to
learn
more.

prayer

let us stand in a circle and all hold hands,
unimpeded by boundaries of water or of land
let us close our eyes with a wish worldwide,
that wars were over, people cast all their conflicts aside,
that all god's creatures freely roam,
on every part of our planet that they call home,
that children are warm and all are safe at night,
in a shelter, filled with love and light


namaste

Thursday, July 27, 2017

nighttime dreams

night time dreams
invade the day.
how sweet they are,
i wish they'd stay.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

from where we sit

from where we sit
the look of it
with different eyes
still
a sweet
surprise.

the way, the far

the way,
the far...
the where
you
are,

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

if by words

if by words
a cure for your pain
your heart to heal
speak them loudly
i would
and often,
too.

Monday, July 24, 2017

perfect makes practice

if we practice kindness long enough, it becomes hardwired to the inner workings of our souls. 

Sunday, July 23, 2017

if upon

if upon this place
i sit
i gaze about
the best
of
it.

tad and dots

tads and dots
the haves
the nots
the yes
the no
the still
the glow

Saturday, July 22, 2017

moustache yellow

moustache yellow
such a happy fellow
woes he dusts away
then goes on
his with his
day.

shadowed

with ghosts she walked
behind a veil of
afterthoughts

drivel

do not let the drivel
cause you to shrivel

Friday, July 21, 2017

to share

to share the peace of love
and the love
of
peace.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

stripes

what fun it is when you
have stripes
no win no lose
no time for gripes
just time to forage
rest hide and play
such is life
the chipmunk way.

cardinal, read

what goes on inside your head,
said the little cardinal. red.
what thoughts and moments
swirl about
do they whisper
do they shout.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

skirts and flirts

skirts and flirts
petal parasols
everything to see
and nothing
at
all.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

he looked

He looked at her unable to speak 
for words could not be heard 
over the rhythm of their hearts


flite

the flite she took,
sat
upon her chair
a camera view
to everywhere.

Monday, July 17, 2017

pink felt fluff loveliness

pink felt fluff loveliness
in
soft summer breezes
singing songs to
remember,
even when one
forgets.

if by love

if by love,
no thought
for naught.
no hope
unnoticed
no heart
not beating

Saturday, July 15, 2017

in the nightime coral seas she swam



in the night time coral seas she swam
fish of dancing colors sing
i am.
now corals die
what dreams for those
who close their eyes
and yearn.
to doze.

wreath

upon her heart
a wreath he lay
each petal
a song
a story to tell.
his love,
a circle
around
her
soul.

the birdie dating game

love is in the air
on the wing
everywhere!

Friday, July 14, 2017

littlemagic

littlemagic only knows
that which matters
and that is
where she goes

parrots for peace

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parrots for peace
#parrots4peace

parrots for peace.
no war,
no more.
no hate.
for love
we wait. 
before it
is too late!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

squirreltree

oh i love to climb a tree
what surprises wait for me

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

birdie friend

take a walk
look around
there are magical
moments
from the sky
to the
ground

Monday, July 10, 2017

inad-verdant

so lush and green,
imaginings of
rainforests
i pretend
to run
through.

whirled

for granted this world
we cannot take
lives will be lost
there is
peace to make
minds to change
changes in tune.
the world is not
forever.
but forever is
ruined.

latte-tude

the latitude
of attitude
is more than
just  a
platitude.

seen-yers

some of us are old
and grey,
much like you
we were not
born that way.
a life we lived
time passed
in stages
as that happens,
yes,
we ages.
we have learned
some
wisdom
along the way
mistakes, life lessons
we had to pay.
we look at you
with your energies
and drive
yes,
we feel blessed to
be here and
still alive.
though there is more
behind than
there is ahead
we do not allow
ourselves to be
enveloped by
dread.
we see in you
the we that is
no longer.
although our bodies
might weaken
our love grows
stronger.
we wish you would listen
to what we have to say.
but when we were young,
i guess we
were the same way.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

portal

a sun drenched spot
of hope
a portal
to
a
better
world...

Friday, July 7, 2017

a drop

reflected in this droplet tear
everything that
happened here
all the moments
sour and sweet.
the tops of the world
the deepest defeats.
the wish it weres
the glad it was
the what one thinks
the what one does
in this mirror of
who we are.
we can see
both
near
and
far.

walk gently...repost

walk gently

walk gently upon our precious earth,
spread love and goodness
a lifetime's worth
share only what you wish
to receive
be forthright and decent
try not to deceive
avoid those who
by toxicity live
just keep on walking
away, as you forgive
do not look back
the past is done
point those feet forward
a new day has begun

wake up call

if this was our wake up call...
early  morning...
we would not mind you
at all.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

bee lands

bee lands
bee sits
bee stands
bee flits

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

leaves that look

leaves that look like
butterfly wings...
this world is filled
with beautiful
things.

Monday, July 3, 2017

if by love

if by love.
your heart possessed
then by love,
you are truly
blessed

be kind.
it is an investment in magnificence

free dome

the free dome
that hovers
inside our
hearts and minds
thinks not about
the follies
that surround
but about the
wonders
that
astound.

viewed

the disparity of clarity
when viewed from within
or seen from without

Saturday, July 1, 2017

what by now

what by now
a moment's bliss
a gentle hug
a little kiss
a sign
a sigh
a tear
amiss
what would
life be
without
all
of
this.

for though

for though upon my eyes
there is a cloud of tears
a mist of moments
captured and freed
by time
and the most
basic
of
needs.