(2014)
After a ride through the desert which is haunting and beautiful at the same time.
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another