Our world

our world defined 

not by walls or 

borders,

but by the light 

of kind.

wings

my wings outstretched
the sun so warm
the plants a green
welcoming
happy place.

pigeon pair

between us there is no space

no boundaries that can ever replace

the life we share

the love we feel

each moment together

it is so real.

and even as our feathers

begin to fall

we know that with our love

we will always

have it all.

wall

here i sit
a wall to see
hope the wall
does not
see
me.

what

what say you
what says I
did you ever wish
you were
a butterfly

monarch my jungleworld so nice

monarch my jungle world so nice
for now it is a paradise.

goldfinched

we are by nature reclusive
therefore we are elusive.

weborb

a weborb of mystery
a spiders sense
of  history
or perhaps a flower
a plant for an hour.

namaste love and light

namaste,
love and light.
peace-filled days
and blissful
nights.

Heartcentre

From a heart sweetly centered

Budding tendrils of love

Feelings to be opened
dreams to be fulfilled

prize

sometimes we descend
sometimes we rise
either way life
is the prize.

summer mondazed

here we sit keeping cool together
in this together we can face
any weather
storms heat snow rain or sun
with love in ours steps
our best life  has begun.

strength

there is strength in the fragile,
so delicate and agile.

each

each petal a drop a tear a life
a word a touch a moment

doveybird

doveybird on a wire
watches all that transpires.

sparrow chairboid

a little prop
how nicely we fit
humans you better watch
where you sit!

monarch life

big i am getting
starting to grow
never forgetting
that soon i must
go.

burnished on blue

the world view is burnished on blue
crystal clear waters
warm earth tones
running through.
painted by divinity
to last through
infinity.

tonight i rest

tonight i shall rest
with petals curled
under the moonlight
stars dancing in twinkles.

special

her beauty she lives with
she
takes it with her
yet she does not see
the beauty that is she.

should

should we live our lives obsessing
on what cannot be changed.
so depressing.
or embrace the gift of still
being here.
the answer beats in our hearts
loud and near.
take a look...
it is here!

captain chairboid

i am captain
this is now my chair
you don't like it
i don't care!

i look

no time for me to admire the world
in which any manner of anything
could transpire.
i look for food
to feed my nest
ah if only i
could rest.

bushy p naptime special

ah the heat and sun
feeling oh so blanched
i am in mode suburban sprawl
and am the manager of this branch!

grouch ouch

this my old arthritic senior citizen
version of flipping da bird.
oh this decrepitude can
be such a terd😜

my day

my day is goes from
flower to flower
to me, a year
for you,
an hour.

can we sit

can we sit together
our day to share
where we went
what we saw
what we did

in here

in here i hide
my paradise
a place for life
and all things
nice.

window pretty

if you take that breath
that lets you see
the world around
in its majesty.

Captain bophop

Life moves fast

Time seems slow

Make it last 

Gotta go

captain

this world i see

does it see me

The woman who waits

The woman who waits

Swords at hand

Gentle darkness
 heartbeats loud

little blue

upon my wings
a little blue
if you look closely
you can see it,
too.

just opposed

juxtaposed
the young and old
different as they seem
they are a both
still a rose.

an homage to gertrude stein
i suppose

hey mr robin

hey mr robin i see
what you are trying to do
i think perhaps
i will try that,
too!

Heights

one can soar to 

the greatest heights 

when imagination 

takes flight.

gentle isn't

gentle isn't weakness.
nor is it surrender.
gentle is.

the mist

the mist of clouded memories
the clarity and disparity
the sharpened blues
that make the news
the search for endless
parity
that never did begin
...