(2014)
After hearing a favorite song and remembering a difficult time, a poem came out
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
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
Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
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.
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
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.