so much i have never
seen before.
friend or foe
i do not know.
but my time is now
and off i go.
Sunday, March 31, 2019
the new kid in garageagletown
so much i have never
seen before.
friend or foe
i do not know.
but my time is now
and off i go.
Saturday, March 30, 2019
through light
to ingest and push away
all the positivity that she
needed to stay,
in a world where she could not
find her way.
on heaps of heartless detritus
quietly she stood
her ground,
clinging on
to that which she perceived
as good
this battle raged
as she aged.
she did perhaps the
best that she could
never sure.
always dure.
Friday, March 29, 2019
swan lake...not
and the corps
scouting for food
then relaxing en pointe
some more.
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
mine...i saw it first
waddya want
i am a seagull
most of my food it is
purloined
(the den of thieves long ago
i joined)
so drop it stop it
or hold it in your hand
and look away...
food for thought
as i grab it
turn around is
fair play.
Monday, March 25, 2019
iflife
if life were measured in increments.
time not yet earned
or perhaps wisely spent.
if life were a scoreboard
a checkerboard
a maze.
who would keep count
of all the ins and outs,
or our plays.
if time were an apple
an orange a peach
would each bite be
delicious
or perhaps out of reach.
if life were something
that could be comprehended
would then all
world sadnessses
finally be ended.
time not yet earned
or perhaps wisely spent.
if life were a scoreboard
a checkerboard
a maze.
who would keep count
of all the ins and outs,
or our plays.
if time were an apple
an orange a peach
would each bite be
delicious
or perhaps out of reach.
if life were something
that could be comprehended
would then all
finally be ended.
dreamt
I dreamed of a world where kindness, like
Waterfalls caressed and covered
That world In joyous
Possibilities.
Waterfalls caressed and covered
That world In joyous
Possibilities.
Friday, March 22, 2019
Thursday, March 21, 2019
world poetry day
as soft as the words unspoken of a gentle touch
if reason had rhyme and beauty poured out
instead of hate
a poetic life
in syncopation
world poetry day
and jubilation.
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
We rise
And those.
We rise because we do not suppose
We rise because in good we believe
We rise far above those who
Wish to deceive
Monday, March 18, 2019
Beauty proud
Mind of her own,
Yet part of the crowd,
Always has something to say
But never too loud.
Stands on the edges,
Not afraid to fall,
She has not very much.
But really has
It all.
Stands on the edges,
Not afraid to fall,
She has not very much.
But really has
It all.
Saturday, March 16, 2019
Friday, March 15, 2019
happy pi-des of march
happy pi-des of march.
this is our sweet maxi pi pteribird aka pteri tea rose max.. she left this earthly plane on 7/12/14. our love for her has never wavered. she taught us bird and sent us magic mikey so we could all heal.
thank you precious one for loving us and trying, and staying with us in spite of your dire from day one prognosis.
we honor those we love by loving again, opening our homes and hearts, and healing..
manta vision
i imagine a world for mantas
like i.
a world free from worry
as the days drift by.
safe
clear clean waters
in which we can all
ply our trades
in the daily
marine parade.
our ocean
is not a
garbage can.
are you out there
listening,
species man.
like i.
a world free from worry
as the days drift by.
safe
clear clean waters
in which we can all
ply our trades
in the daily
marine parade.
our ocean
is not a
garbage can.
are you out there
listening,
species man.
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
Monday, March 11, 2019
time heels
time heals but each step is one forward and sometimes one back. as these milestones approach over the years, sweet memories and tenderness will dry your tears
Saturday, March 9, 2019
Friday, March 8, 2019
every day is women's day
warrior woman
she lives her life
by her own rules
with an open heart
and zero tolerance
for fools.
Thursday, March 7, 2019
Wednesday, March 6, 2019
Monday, March 4, 2019
fluffyduff
she does not ponder why
the cold
she does not dwell on
young or old
her moment is where
she sit or flies.
what she hears or what
catches her eyes
a memory
waiting for the train
seasons many
faces too
part of our lives
what we did
and what
some still
do.
