the greens

the greens the lush

by sunlight

brushed.

off we fly

off we fly
the highs
and lows
the wind
that propels us
to where we go.

heartcircles

if we draw heartcircles around our world that is crying.
would joy soon appear...seems worth the trying.

upon the face

upon the face
where time has
its hand
a heart that yearns
to understand.

dreams that run

dreams that run
between sea and sky
never finding a place
without
knowing why.

sqwhirl

for food i search.
i forage here
and there.
some people left me
food,
glad to know they care.
but next time please
a nut or two.
this popcorn will not
really do.
but ooh it sure is
fun to chew.

his love

his love,
she dream
would be petals
on flowers
depth
resonating
in gentle
and
power

freed dome

stand up,
sit down,
be whoever you are.
hold your ground.
but remember from where
your freedom came.
freedom is much

more than a game!

radar pretty

radar pretty
watched the world
with eyes as large
as the sun that
kissed her.

a silhouette

a silhouette of prayer
against brick and sky,
we're almost there.

the fringe is

the fringe is where she lives
yearns to belong
yet gets it
wrong.

little rose

little rose
so tall and bright
the day awaits
beckoned by
night

a little

a little yes
a little no
i just don't know
which way to
go.

lovespill

let love spill

from what pose it know

as long as it gets where

it needs to go.

tree bark snail tail

tree bark snail tail
where do you go.
the world moves so
fast,
yet you move
so
slow.

if dreams 1

1. if dreams drifted, the earth shifted. in our hearts would we feel gifted

sweet late summer salad

sweet later summer salad
a feast for the eye palate

the walk i took

the walk i took until i saw
the open book
that you are.
the treasured pages
that you turn
the love that is yours
and mine
to
learn.

brain trussed

what is inside those convolutions
complacent thoughts
or revolution/

fadingbat

twinkle tinkle

fading bat

getting old

and that's a fact

hard to hear

and hard to type

how else am I gonna

gripe.

losing muscles

gaining pounds

was once a square

now turning round

pimples left

so wrinkles could move in

pardonez moi while I

scoop up all o my chins

memory fails from time to time

breaking my nails

while typing this rhyme

my inner teenager

is a tad confused

the old bat on the cover

is not amused.

oh well I am lucky to still be

here at all.

(I shrunk and I sure miss

being tall)

she looks at

she looks at life in pieces and bits
trying to make the best of it
stages, phases. buds and stems
a part and yet apart
from
all
of
them.

for what i know

for what I know
the void  not

filled
so much to learn
a life,
untilled.

we are kakapo..repost

we are kakapo

we are kakapo
just in case you
did not know....
we live by night
we lack flight
we prefer
the ground
but we do
climb around.
there are so
few of us
that remain.
we need your help
so please explain
to all that do not
understand
that we are part
of the landscape
and essential
to our land.
thank you for reading
and learning a bit
about us.
we are humble
yet mighty
and do not
want to make
a fuss.

a rose so bright

you are a rose
so bright
the night sky
cries out your name
echoed by the stars
as moonlight
wanders.

k 9/11 hearts repost

k 9/11 hearts
They stand by their person
Tall and proud
Waiting for each command
By hand signal or aloud...
Their paws are so tired
They are cut until raw
But they keep on going
Keep looking for more
Into the rubble into the fray
Not fearing trouble
Will someone be saved today.
Eyes tearing from smoke
They plow straight ahead
As they cough and they choke
Perhaps wishing for bed
Tirelessly devoted doing their best
At the end of the long day
Head on their person’s chest
Knowing tomorrow
Will be more of this sorrow

if we

if we choose to see
with "blinded" eyes
who will hear
the wounded's  cries
who will reach out
who will go that
one step, far
so we can be better
than
we
are.

for just a moment...9/11/01 through.....

for just a moment
as we

grieve
for just a moment
can we believe.
can we embrace
a better place.

for just a moment

a loving, peaceful
space.

we honor those who perished
we remember those we cherish.

chainged

to change
we are chained
and yet freed
to grow.
which one I
believe
i yet hardly
know.

by heart

by heart we ask
to do the task.
the heart is never
an empty
flask.

she looked, so soft

she looked sweet softly
at a world
so harsh and yet
as gentle
as the touch
she embraced.

if the heart

if the head hears
the heartsounds
clear as a bell
our world would
be a heaven
instead of
a hell.

the whimsy

the whimsy up
a look and smile
imagination sets in
nice place to rest
for
a while.

little times

little times we
sit
with rhymes
that
flit.

o range

to the ones whose
range of tears
cover only
the circumference of
their own being
we cry for the joys
you are also
missing.

the world, a shade

the world
of shadows
shade
and sun
lost found
remembered...
before,
undone.