Dedicated to my husband who is a clay artist, 5/17/22.
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,
Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,