Friday, December 29, 2017

anno nuevo

365  days of moments
a calendar year
we are so very blessed
to still be sitting
here.
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
rejoices
it does not get
better
than
this.

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

joy

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
new
year


Thursday, December 21, 2017

snowboid

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

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
away,
to a place
where
by dreams she
was carried.

Monday, December 18, 2017

pigeonry

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
politicians.


holidazed

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

alien8ed

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
white

Saturday, December 16, 2017

once upon a birdie tree

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

Friday, December 15, 2017

the chill

the chill
envelops
decorates
as winter
approaches
and navigates.

Thursday, December 14, 2017

blend

if a blend
there was
of mindful
hearts.
of souls as one.
with words in
velvet
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,
broken
take time in hand
a word, softly
spoken
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
kiss.

Friday, December 8, 2017

from here, the cold

from here,
the cold
so stark
so bold.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

here

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

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

by light

by light she reached
her fingers
sparkling
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
seeds
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
love
is not just a thrill
and then go away.

betreeween

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

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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