Poetry: Gray Braided Gardener

Seeds of joyToss from her fingertipsGreen LIFE yawns awakeon the shady side of NoblesAlways in spring she isRadiating beams of new LIFEKneading it into the earthEverywhere she goesLIFE follows heror does she create it?A goddess tramping through the desertleaving behind her a forest~Dedicated to my special friend Susan who always leaves a forest wherever sheContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Gray Braided Gardener”

Kidnapped

Spring always puts me in a sentimental mood. You know, it’s all a part of that inane idea to get rid of the old and bring in the new; spring clean the garage, backyard and the soul. Some projects take up so much time I feel like they’ve kidnapped me! During the tedious task ofContinueContinue reading “Kidnapped”

Poetry: Loose Hair

Sometimes you don’t Notice a stray hairOn your clothesUntil the light hits itStray thoughtsA lost memoryForgotten friendYour car keysThings we looseBlown off usFingers rustle through Our hair, lookingHow can you put Back into the follicleStray hair that  Left the scalpIt must instead be mourned If it was even missed orGreeted graciouslyLike a fresh beginning

PAD: Life Hike

Day 4 of Writers Digest Poem A Day~I will call it:  LIFE HIKEHiking a broken trailbeneath green branchesfanned out over me blocking the skyhow close to life it feelsHard walk atop embedded rocks soles rub exposed rootssoil no longer covers sunlight filters throughspotlights on ancient fernsHead turns rightan opening sits plumbDoor to a perspective not yet knownCuriosity rulesContinueContinue reading “PAD: Life Hike”

Kidnapped

Spring always puts me in a sentimental mood. You know, it’s all a part of that inane idea to get rid of the old and bring in the new; spring clean the garage, backyard and the soul. Some projects take up so much time I feel like they’ve kidnapped me! During the tedious task ofContinueContinue reading “Kidnapped”

Poetry: Sunset

Before the sun setsOn this tired old trunkI hope to of livedA life full of SunshineFriends, familyLaughter, joyHope discoveredMysteries solvedHow wonderful that time will beWhen it is Time I think on But only if Living was What was doneThe most beautiful Sunset viewed Is one by eyes that have CriedFulfillments, contracts concludedA slow fade toContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Sunset”