Sunday, October 17, 2021


 The ravages of reality life 

Tear and rend as they will 

But the basic who remains 

Thursday, October 14, 2021

Pretty yous

 Pretty hues

The don’ts and do

The which ways to go

I don’t know 


 Burnished, colors by autumn furnished


 Roseye sings of many things 

Monday, October 11, 2021



❤ have a most grooveous week ❤
we are as different as can be
but we love each other totally

Thursday, October 7, 2021


 By sunlight and dew

A kiss, 


Monday, October 4, 2021


 it is so much fun to be a gull

there is so much around

life is never dull.

there is food galore

within  our reach

supplied by messy humans

at the beach


 In utter tranquility 

A taste of civility ❤️


 This is our flock

Apart or together

We rock 

Monarch at the beach

 Though by salt filled breezes I sit softly

 caressed,  soon southward I shall go

Sunday, October 3, 2021

A way

 Sometimes it’s nice to stay and play

But sometimes we have to 

Fly away 

raindrops and shadows

 Raindrops and shadows 

Do not block the sun

They bring their own

special brightness

To everyone 

Wednesday, September 29, 2021

The wings

 The wings of bees

How do they fly 

Do they ever question 

The reasons why

Tuesday, September 28, 2021


 Once alit, I flit 

Mosaic parrot

 mosaic parrot,

colors bright.
sleeps by sunshine
glows by night.
lives on lovebeams...
sweet and right.

shine in all your colors true.
shine for the world
and shine for you♥ 🦜

Sunday, September 26, 2021

By nature

 Find nature and be by nature, found 



For a while 

That is their 


Friday, September 24, 2021

world gorilla day!


i live hidden among
arboreal green
i do not wish 
to be heard
i do not wish
to be seen
and if you enter
my habitats
come with cameras only
and remember that♥


 May the blessings of Mother Earth’s embrace 

Keep us all warm and safe 

Wednesday, September 22, 2021


 open your wings and greet the day!

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

happy birday


❤ every day we are reborn. we awaken to the infinite of possibilities and the gift that life is. we are blessed to be here. each breath is a million kissses from the sky above. each step a loving path from the earth below. ❤

my name is magic mikey, the king and happy birday today, tomorrow,, yesterday ❤

Monday, September 20, 2021

the strength of bees

 in your wings

do you see

the strength

in your fragility

Mr joe cool


i am self effacingly modest as a rule
but for today i consider myself to
be joe cool
in my shades quite the birdieman
girl birdies try to resist...
as if you really can
no worries by 11:59 pm tonight
i will be back to my cheekyboy self
mr beakybites
mr greenslimshady
my name is magic mikey and i not so quietly endure my human subjects

i am a


I am a….

I am a moth?

perhaps not as pretty as a butterfly my life is busy between flowers i fly to make a living while the summer remains. every second is a lifetime i must sustain.

Friday, September 17, 2021

national pet bird day

 the best of friends we can be

so enjoyable but noisy

our company.

we are sweet, sassy

pretty and clever

if you are good to us

the bond is forever.

we are not decorations

to be kept in our cage

if you were thus confined

you would react in sadness

and rage.

we are not here to entertain you

all the above is because

we birds are smarter

ergo we are the boss.

so if you wish an avian

have you done your research yet

if you did you would realize

that humans are our pets.

be kind enjoy us give us 

a lot of time.

okay end of lecture

and of this rhyme

Thursday, September 16, 2021


 From near and far how pretty you are 


 Looking back for more than a brief

Awash in nostalgia or in grief

Lost in a place, left


Front face forward 

Have you tried

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

My friend and i

 My friend and I

Will never cry

Together forever

Even after goodbye 

i think that life is a butterfly

 i think that life is a butterfly

starting out so very small

then soaring so very high

dips and drops and nectar


an orchestral conversation

without "speak"

other times life feels like

a bee

stinger at the ready

living carefully

Sunday, September 12, 2021

Nighty sweet

 when my humans say it is time for bed,

i go to sleep on my best friend's head♥

the little creatures close their eyes
in gentle silence, the clouds pass by
the moonlight beckons
the stars into view
each precious second
so wonderful and new 

Friday, September 10, 2021

k9/11 hearts

there so many heroes on that day. so many lives lost, hearts broken.
we applaud those who rose above the smoke and ash, who gave of themselves, this perhap their last gift.
we mourn the lost and the fallen
we pray for better
can we all just learn to love, accept diferences and grow from that acceptance?
or is this question just rhetorical
k 9/11 hearts
They stand by their person
Tall and proud
Waiting for each command
By hand signal or aloud
Their paws are so tired
They are cut until raw
But they keep on going
Keep looking for more
Into the rubble into the fray
Not fearing trouble
Will someone be saved today.
Eyes tearing from smoke
They plow straight ahead
As they cough and they choke
Perhaps wishing for bed
Tirelessly devoted doing their best
At the end of the long day
Head on their person’s chest
Knowing tomorrow
Will be more of this sorrow

Thursday, September 9, 2021


 Here we three

A mystery 


 Not much that we can say but we don’t want to die today!

Adopt don’t shop

Trumpets chose

 Trumpets chose a pinkpurple hue

Fragrant songs

That only they knew

Melodies fading 

Soft in sound 

Before their petals 

Touch the ground 

Wednesday, September 8, 2021


 A fragile peace


Autumn’s release 

Tuesday, September 7, 2021

Blue sky raptors

 blue sky raptors

raptor eyes,
see everything
from the land
to the skies
to the sea below
they know where
to go

Monday, September 6, 2021

In waters

 In waters smooth

We find our groove.


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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.