(2014)
Just some thoughts about how things are and the pull to wish things, "Otherwise."
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life