Monday, April 29, 2019

a touch a tentacle

a touch a tentacle
kindness reaching
perhaps received
perhaps beseeching

Sunday, April 28, 2019

soft pretty, read

soft pretty, read
the sky peers through
the warming filters
that reds, do.

poynt ed

pointed truths
seldom soothe.

Saturday, April 27, 2019


large or small,
who is in charge
of it all.

Thursday, April 25, 2019

find your

find your soul in
all the little places.
hiding behind your
many faces.

Monday, April 22, 2019

if every

if every tear, into a flower made
each petal a remembrance
now slightly scented with
gentle hues
to heal


to sit is such a luxury
we do not get that
often in pigeonry.

Sunday, April 21, 2019

side beside

although to some it may appear
i stand behind the one so dear
in truth we stand side beside
with a tad of shyness
along for the ride.

Friday, April 19, 2019

when upon your face

when upon your face i see,
all the sadness that was
my space.
i see the love that was once
the cheeks now smiling
where once i cried.

the time

the time of winter(yay)
is gone
spring is here
so sing along.


ooh i loves the sounds of spring
humans rustling paper and dropping
food things.
here i hide in ambush mode...
that bad o peanuts you are holding
come on and gimme some o those


the moments pass as the tears softly fall,
life at its most precious, after all.
the love we share we feel we see.
the love that unites us all as family.
so even when sorrow takes the helm,
there is beauty and peace, here and in heaven's realm.

Monday, April 15, 2019

stands...for notre dame

stripped bare her spirit
forever stands.
as ashes gather
among the tears.
all the years.
she stands wherever
those who knew
what she meant,
all that she has seen.
she stands in the hearts
of the proud and the bowed.
a brilliant flower
above the crowd.
she stands
as embers dance
her strength unbroken
for us,
she stands.

budding raindrop

slowly the concepts of love
and peace drifted down
perhaps to be heard
or passed around.
words like droplets
as they tumble
those who believe
should shout,
not mumble.

Sunday, April 14, 2019

lavender wings like butterfly

lavender wings like butterfly
kissed by loving droplets
falling down from the sky.
softly supported by their
green leafy bed.
dreams of warm sunlight
dance around in their heads.

Friday, April 12, 2019

red salad cacaphony

hues payed their dues
red salad cacaphony
a feast of harmonious.

of moments

of moments,
collections of quiet
and eclat.
brilliant passages.
downcast timber.
words or not
to keep us emotionally

Thursday, April 11, 2019


though change it does in shape and timber
though circumstance and the follies of the universe
change us all,
love remains, true, everlasting,and real.

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

between the little lights and sounds

between the little lights and sounds
a moment quiet can astound.
in its sheer simplicity.
our earth without

my face it opens to the sun

my face it opens to the sun
as a new day greets
this is the one.
no guarantees another
my face it opens to the sun.

Monday, April 8, 2019


sometimes in life you gotta sit
and ponder all the rest of it.

Friday, April 5, 2019

april tears

april cries not for the days
that passed
april cries as she will not last
may hovers softly
in gentle song.
but sweet may, too
will not last that long..

Thursday, April 4, 2019

the face of spring

ah moustachioed whimsical
the face of spring.
so silly and flimsical
as softly she enters
no winter

Monday, April 1, 2019

you are

you are unique. you are beautiful, there is only one you. and that is beautiful


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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