If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

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.

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,