Monday, August 28, 2017

in the

in the sweet depths of silence.
a heartbeat whispers love.

it matters not

it matters, not
when others judge
from angry chairs
they do not
understand
the whys or wheres.
the who they see
is not the one
they know
in bitter bath
soaked
moments...
they never
grow.
their fingers point
against the tide
they should not
be looking outward
until they look
inside.

spikestar

spikestar
fancied the world
fancy free
was he.
nature and all
the elements
his 
company.

Friday, August 25, 2017

the little girl inside

of castle walls
and flowers,
tall
the little girl
insider her
dreamed.

twinklebee

twinklebee
flits from
flower to
flower
crystalline
wings
a year
in an
hour.

Thursday, August 24, 2017

cat or pillars

caterpillar puffypants
sitting on leaves
a home
for
ants

i c

i think i see
a shaggy dog
tree.

paradise

paradise,
so very
nice.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

as here we stood

as here we stood
a world gone by
stetsons to jetsons
now time
to fly.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

i sit

i flit above
this aperture
what is down there
i am not sure
so on this branch
i will remain
safely above
waiting
for
the
rain.

little bee

little bee
what do you
see
when upon a flower
you sit.
do you think
of eternity
or perhaps
that
this
is it.


Monday, August 21, 2017

eclipticon

eclipticon
the sun
the moon
the shadows
and light
from
day
to
night.

be heard

be heard oh kindness
within us all
be heard before
there is nothing left
at
all.

can

can hate be eclipsed by love today?

autumn twinkles

autumn twinkles,
you'd think summer would
say no.
but summer is okay
when it is time
for her
to
go.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

she danced

she danced...
and when the world
crumbles,
she
mumbles.

Friday, August 18, 2017

meta floored...garage eagle

i am perhaps
a metaphor
for what is
what was
and what
shall be
no
more.

red

red reaches out
branches
beseeching

all

love grows love
hate just breeds
love is all
and the all
that
we
need.

the wall of love...for barcelona

there is no hate that can stop
the wall of love
nor tear down the beauty
by which this wall
erected with the kindness
of compassionate hands
will encircle the earth
and stand in the way
no hatred cannot penetrate
tomorrow nor today!

Thursday, August 17, 2017

the simple the sound

the simple
the sound
the world we
dream of

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

imagery, sweet

imagery, sweet
imagery, kind
soothes the sadness
of the soul
and the aches of
the mind.
nice things to see
nice things to
hear
keeps the troubles at bay
and the softness
so near.

Monday, August 14, 2017

we wait...

will this ever end. will the haters of the world ever realize that hate is a festering, and futile, evil. we send our condolences to those who loved those whose lives were stolen away by that hate and we hope for healing for all injured, physically and emotionally.
we ask very little, yet so much...we ask for peace and love to finally triumph. for hate to recede into the shadows it slithered out from
we wait with each heartbeat, each word, each dream each sound each moment
each day...

the shy, she

the shy,
she hide
behind
she can
her words
her laughter
a protective
fan
in her sheltering
hand.

the merry of berry

the merry of berry..
a tad and
so
very.

birds, bats, bees and butterflys repost

birds, bees, bugs, bats and butterflys

how i love those
on the wing.
music in flight
magical
things.
rumors of fancy,
imaginations
that soar.
thoughts that wonder
and ponder...
searching for more. 

Sunday, August 13, 2017

family, read

together we reach out
to the sun and the sky
together are we
you are you
i am i

Saturday, August 12, 2017

green drops

oh the green drops that tickle
life can be so fickle...

the wizened reach

the wizened reach
a wizards eye view

Friday, August 11, 2017

ask

ask you what
with answers
known
that you will find
when you
are grown

whirlygigz

If flowers had the power of propeller blades
so much love in their wake would be made 

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

iffff

if the world was ruled
by kind hearts
not rabid heads,
perhaps we would have
peace,
instead.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

twinkling gossamer

twinkling gossamer
sparkles and magic
fairyland wonder
to have missed this,
a blunder.

Monday, August 7, 2017

look into

look into the emptiness
there is much more there
than you could ever
guess.

in the simple

in the simple
the gentle sound
lies the truth 
most profound

Sunday, August 6, 2017

memories like droplets

memories,
like droplets
linger
absorbed
on soft
cushions
or trickle
earthward,
lost in
their moment.

progress

a certain percentage of people will always be part of the cruel and stupid mode, but it seems more and more of us are rising up against these cruelties and those who perpetrate them. as our voices get louder and more prolific, the vile actions of the heartless will perhaps lessen.

laws need to be enacted and enforced so that even those devoid of a moral compass will think twice before putting themselves at the mercy of a court that does its job..

just in justice and protection for all innocents!!!

Saturday, August 5, 2017

unique

be not afraid to shine
to speak your mind
to draw a line.
be not afraid
to be you
stand kind
stand strong
in what you
believe
and
do.

Friday, August 4, 2017

i wish upon a cloud to find

i wish upon a cloud to find
to soothe my heart
and quiet the mind.
a peaceful petal pillow
no inner noise
just the warmth of the wind
such subtle joys

i will think of you

i will think of you
whenever when
i will think of  you
every now and then
i will think of you
when i think no more
and yes,
i could not
love
you
more.

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

fallsnwalls

fallsnwalls
torrential beauty
imagination
does
its
duty.

heartstill

bruised and damaged,
her heart
still
managed.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

peacefields

she runs to hide
among the pinks
the reds
the greens
in peace,
serene.

yell-lows

with you i withstand
the highs and lows...
together.

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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