Private Places
The cobbled walkwaytraversed the gardenand ended in private placesWhere big blue containersceramic and overflowingwith brilliant red geraniumssat spritely next to old wooden benchesNear the tiny stoopsin front of ancient wooden doorsThere the brightly coloredspeckled...
Daily Delights
Pineapple guava aka feijoaA delightful surprisejust showed up one dayLife is full of delights like thatThey just show up unexpectedlySo, enjoy the daily harvest of lifeas it keeps manifesting in your life
Crazy Old Coyote
Crazy old Coyote manslunk aroundhiding in plain sightWatching the silly two-leggedsas they danced their silly danceswith such serious faces• • • ○ • • •Crazy like brother foxhe slipped between bushesfull of his favorite berriesBehind moss covered bouldersno weight...
Spirit’s Time
Time managementis best handled by Spiritwho knows no timeYet all time is in perfectionFor what is timebut another expression of Love?
Incorrigible Joy
On the precipiceof discoveryWhere epiphany and sparkidea and imagination conjoinAt the apex of Spirit’s creative impulseThere you will findincorrigible joyFierce and undefeatableJOY!
Bee Balm
Upon the curved lip of turgid, achingly beautiful petalsthe bee treads with loving feetDrinking in the sweet nectar of life’s full sustenancegifting pollen in his wakeHow blessed we areby their sharingThriving on the fruitsof their loving labor
Pumpkins
Pumpkin…Ever think what a strange word that is?Pumpkin on the stepPumpkin on the tablePumpkin in a cookiePumpkin in a pieBut, not pumpkinIn my eye, pleaseAnd, no pumpkin mask‘cause all that icky, hairy stuff and smellEeeyuuu!
Other Side of Fright
The hounds howledas he passedin the nightNearly on tiptoeslyly slinking toward his lighton the other side of fright“Whatever it takes,” his new motto…
Favorites
I surround myself with favoritesAll that I relishAll that nourishes my spiritAll that empowers my strengthsI am filled with lovemy heart embraced in sweetnessJoy overflowsloved ones all around○ ○ ○ I release broken dreamsand old painful interpretationsof stories...
I Am Awake
Ever noticehow much more awakeyou are, upon awakening ---Rather like waking up!The snake,she woke up one dayRaising up tothe full height of her spine“Ah, I am awake,”she hissed peacefully
String of Days
Abandon notyour hopes of far reachesIn the day to daykeeping up of thingsFor each day, you can begin againThe happy strivingAnd begin again and again…until before long, you’ll have a string of daysof hope and happiness
Critters
There was a group of little critterswho thought my ankles were tasty frittersTheir little hearts went all a’ twitteras they munched and crunched awayThey ate fast, they didn’t ditheras chances of survival started to witherAnd I walked hither and thitherso, they didn't...