even senior citizens cry

even senior citizens cry
not just because they
are afraid to die.
they cry because they
want to live,
love and be loved
find ways to forgive.
find a path forward
to inner and outer  health

seniors struggle, too
with sense of
self.

try

We try to find the bluest sky. Sometimes we can, sometimes we cry.

so near and

The kingdom of peace is but a heartbeat away

our blessings counted

as tensions mounted
our blessing counted
it is not what we lost
or how much the cost
if is what we found
when we looked around.

holidays can be quite trying and arduous, but they don't have to be. try not to dwell on that which cannot be altered or brought back. focus instead on that which can be created, enhanced or simply appreciated.

learning

learning enlightenment is time well spent.
kindness grows where the heart is sent.

when i need the sun

when i need the sun
when it is dark inside
the sadness comes
no place to hide
i look to what
our earth has given
and by those gifts
and beauty,
healing is driven.

beauty there is

beauty there is in the
inexplicable
aesthetically
inextricable.

if ever

if ever i falter
if ever i cry
if ever if ever
i decide not to try
if ever if ever
i turn slowly away
your love brings
me back.
each and every
day.

when

when it is time
and that time is soon
to fledge and find
a special room
to raise a family
of my own.
how quickly it seems
that i have grown.

the little berry holiday

the little berry holiday
alone with nobody else
to play.
but going to celebrate
anyway!

Sunlit kiss

The sweet bliss
Of a sunlit kiss.

Safe

I feel as safe as can be
With you watching over
Me

2 daze

today is the yesterday that tomorrow has forgotten.

fur

fur belongs on whom it was born,
not by the vain and frivolous,
worn!

world kindness day

today is world kindness day
i am gonna bite my humans
anyway!

magic mikey

how i adopted my humans:  https://www.facebook.com/karekalbirdiemama/photos/a.146918818672502/840528555978188/?type=3&theater

landlubber sea anemone

landlubber sea anemone
how do you imagine me?

behind the smile

behind the smile
a heart that beams
far more than that
smile,
it seems.

a poem for phoenix

https://petrescuereport.com/2019/dont-turn-away-phoenix-is-real-and-now-safe-from-his-horrors/?fbclid=IwAR2atJoN1MIbNCAOHH-LidG34RyZhv-CO0UgcUUj959dwYBqpw1FZaeonas

we see you as a growing flower
your grace, beauty and
inner power.
we see your heart opening
to those who care
whatever happened before...
back there, somewhere
we do not see you as a scar collection
we see you as courage most wonderful
reflection.
we see your soul
and you are
whole.

eaglespeak2

from here your world seems so strange
perhaps even a tad deranged
rushing pushing going too fast
that is not how one makes things
last,
so here i sit as you mill and fuss
if you look around
you could learn
from us.

the garage eagles

The softest cushions

The softest cushions
We rest our hurts
Until we heal
If this is how we
Feel.

i will be there

for you i will be there
no matter when
or where
and i know it is true
that you will be there
for me,
too.

the little loves

the little loves we share
that touch our hearts
that warm our days
that inhabit our thoughts
the little loves
larger than life it seems
the life sometimes
that is lived
in
dreams.

whoops

if you choose to park your car
in our garage,
we will regale you with
a poop barrage.

once upon a brick

once upon a brick so cold
i sat
feeling alive and bold.

sum times

sometimes the world takes on a
blurry hue.

and when it does,
i think of you.

blended garage eagle

you can blend in
or perhaps hide,
but  there is no
concealing
your beauty,
inside.

The wolverine

please do not malign the wolverine
he is just trying to stay alive
he is not mean

always time

as busy as our days can be
taking care of ourselves
and our family,
there is always time
for love.

among

among the yellows and the greens,
little worlds yet to be seen.

Psychedelic broccoli

I woke up
So glad to see
This psychedelic
Broccotree 

We are

We are blessed for each moment the world feels like this.

by clarity

delineated by clarity
crisp clean blues
greyish black hues
dabs of red
white throughout
together
feathered.

ticked tock

again the clocks get turned around
whoever thought of this is some
twisted clown
for we insomniacs
just another hour
of toss and turn
welcome to
fall back
some people
never learn.😼

complexed

i never understood the need
for twisted and  tangled complexities.

leaves

leaves do not grieve
leaves do not deceive
leaves do not deny
leaves do not believe

the streets

as the streets are littered with
leaves that fell
the trees prepare
to do what they
do,

so well.