A Perfect Breeze

A Perfect Breeze   Covered with fluffy sheep as far as the eye could see, the sky was a rare breed.   The sheep bring with them a perfect breeze A breeze that chimes among my eaves, a breeze that brushes against my window ...

A tribute to d.a.levy

squirrels here ( based off of "roses that")   we watch the squirrels run    here there watch the squirrels    there here run squirrels there here the squirrels run there here  run squirrels there here here run here there there...

My Favorite Sky

My Favorite Sky   The sky was a rare breed the other day. It was covered with the sweetest, teeniest, tiniest, fluffiest sheep for as far as the eye could see. Had they had arrived at the time of the candy cotton sunset I would have...

Response to Poem: "The Man with the Hoe" Edwin Markham

Beautiful poem! The insight strikes home with me. ( as long as I've read it properly ) What I hear is a message about the gift of God being destroyed by man. The gifts that God has given us, we are built in his image, yet we break some and destroy...

Hear Me

Hear Me All I want is someone to hear me. Someone to understand all that I'm going through. All I want is someone to hear me. Someone to believe in me, no matter what I say. Someone to tell me, "You'll get through this." as many times as...

Poem based on Image: WORK IN PROGRESS

"A Stained-Glass Family" Pieces of glass, made by heart-breaking choices         no less beautiful, now lie stronger in life’s hands.   Life is the artist, who adds emotional color to each piece, with experience...

Poem based on Passion

How much is enough?   Too much is enough is too much more than enough?   Seeds are planted growing greed a greed that feeds an empty need.   Collections of ephemera to become Phat with bling, and crap.   ...

ABC's of My Life

ABCs of My Life   Always wondering where I’m headed Because we’re told we can do anything we put our minds to Cruel how monkey mind tells me I fit in nowhere        Does this ring true with others?   Even though I know what I...

A Poem Based off of a Memory

NOOK Shmook!   A peaceful place waits for me, Available during any crisis. A quiet place holds for me, The aroma of printed messages.   A polite and caring place Always allowing my choice Of laughter, mystery or insight....