Warm Colors
Warm colors gusting pastand falling on headsdrifting into the cornerssoftening rigid linesIn the circle of communityeach is held upsurrounded by soft edgesand warm colorsLike leaves, we driftto fill in gaps with loveand support for each other…
Be Still, My Speeding Heart
Inspired by blurred wingsof jeweled and joyous hummingbirdand the languid lurchof true and intrepid turtleMy heart travelsat its own speedas I journey throughspicy and blandjuicy and dryAnd even when I stomp outthe sparks of fiery controversyinfecting my peaceful brain
Pond of Forgiveness
Bathing in the pond of forgivenessnear the meadowout beyond right and wrongThere is no other peacelike immersing selfin those still watersBirds chirping overheadwarmth of the loving sunready to enfold melike a babe in armsSoft fertile Earthready to fosterand nurture...
Golden Hot Seat
Golden ruffleson the edges of his personalityOutward expressionsof the thick vein withinThe shadow of his profilefor purpose of contrastdescribe a thin manwhile his golden aurashines bright and trueThe rich man rests for a moment onlyon the hot throne of gold and...
Golden Fire
Golden Fire Rising up as golden fire of spirit explodes in joyousness Awaken oh joy sparkle my essence Birthing new ideas seeds of understanding Sprout and raise spreckle the future • • • • Sign up today to receive...
Other Side of Summer
Remember in deep summerwhen the bees buzzedand the heat held you pillowedin the teeming meadowand the lavender labyrinth?This crisp chilland watered sunlightwith staccato litanyof crunchy stepsand lonesome bird callsis the other side of thatNow is the opportunityto...
Spicy Spark
Intense imaginationssandwiched between tepidactions of roteNeutral in chargeyet forward in movementThe spicy sparkfuel from the soulpowers every stepeach movementToward building solid foundations'neath the castles of our dreams
Filling the Well
I lived a good portion of my life up in the high dessert area of the truly northern part of California. Living there, I learned a lot about wells: how they are are much preferred to hauling water by hand from the creek, how to douse for them, how to not try to dig...
Stepping Into Alive
The choice arises new each daybetween the busy and sleepy eyesamid sullied plans of yesterdayand expectant visions of tomorrowNestled softly among decisions plentydisguised as a subtle choice with no facethe either/or of it lost to better mindsso it is oftimes...
Hide and Seek
One grey daywhen even the shadowswere dull and listlessHe noticed a suspicious sparkleout the side of his perceptionsHe discovered the prismaticrainbow colorslurking on the peripheryPlaying hide and seekwith his consciousness“Come out, come out,wherever you are!”