Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Our world

our world defined 
not by walls or 
but by the light 
of kind.

Monday, July 29, 2019


my wings outstretched
the sun so warm
the plants a green
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.


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

Sunday, July 28, 2019


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

Friday, July 26, 2019

monarch my jungleworld so nice

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

Thursday, July 25, 2019


we are by nature reclusive
therefore we are elusive.


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

namaste love and light

love and light.
peace-filled days
and blissful

Wednesday, July 24, 2019


From a heart sweetly centered
Budding tendrils of love
Feelings to be opened
dreams to be fulfilled


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

Monday, July 22, 2019

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.


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


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


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

Sunday, July 21, 2019

burnished on blue

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

Friday, July 19, 2019

tonight i rest

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


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


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!

Monday, July 15, 2019

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

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

Saturday, July 13, 2019


this world i see
does it see me

Friday, July 12, 2019

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,

just opposed

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,

Thursday, July 11, 2019


one can soar to 
the greatest heights 
when imagination 
takes flight.

Wednesday, July 10, 2019

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
that never did begin


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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