Dedicated to my husband who is a clay artist, 5/17/22.
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
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.
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own