cupped in a whisper moon
take my hand and walk with me
moon beam dreams of you
Moonbeams
Month: June 2013
Falling Waters
waterfall lace
covering the rocks below
unsure of destination or homes only rented
suddenly abandoned
moving on
coursing through etched river roads
water falling offers eternal ethereal sounds
pushing and sliding filling every space
the rush of a quiet sweet heart
memory taken over in hopeful peace
the call of the wild
forgotten for awhile
believe me
troubles follow me
burdened by this world
I pack up a two person tent
I launch a two seated canoe
repeating to myself
love waits
but I find only sandy shores
the call of earth and water
sky winds speak to me
eternal calls
I remember to return here
grounding my spirit and soul ~
Apple Doll
only grey hairs
curse the lines & spots
apple doll aging ~
who is this?
wrinkles don’t really hurt ~
do they?
tell your stories
share all you know
content
silence sings
into a mirror ~
streaming back in voice
really, who is this?
Sunbathing
New growth red maple stems
Signals to father cardinal
There in the high tree tops
I stop to wonder what’s wrong
With the ole fellow
Crested fallen feathers
Chest feathers tussled
And in disarray
Only upon narrow focus
I find him almost stone faced
Enjoying the solar action
Shining down on his fanned
Red tail feathers
Fly away
Photo Credit by Nomano ~ Flicker
http://m.flickr.com/photos/52870418@N07/7611300658/lightbox/
Meet Me on the Road
100 times for 100 miles
and for so many reasons why
I travel around the next bend
guided by nothing but the road
Where shall I go
a simple Ozark vagabond wish
looking for the dawn
rise my dear
I’m here with Woody Guthrie
singing an old Okie tune
traveling down the open road
my heart grows stronger
Held to the road
by my grandmother’s hand
born of the highlands
with a pioneer’s steely grace
I need a place to roam
where I know I belong
meet me down the road
That’s all I really need to know
I roam these blue skies
held close by
the green green earth
and find all roads lead to the same
– – living by midnight starlight kisses
Sunday Morning
Rainy Sunday morning
Only today
Feels this way ~
Changing Pace
I sit in my afternoon air
Porch fans cross over
Changing my pace
I say too quite space
Turn the radio on
#5lines #tanka
Rhythm Blues
I search heaven’s seas
And find lone white sails
Pointing towards home
I fall into a rhythm of mine
Heart speak
#5lines #tanka
Gracie
Gracie
Black and Tan
Southern comfort
#haiku
A Blue Sky
Give me soft morning light,
cool gentle breezes,
beautiful flowers ~
a blue sky day
with music
to find my way~
The Red Pan
The shadow of twenty leaves ~
Glistening on morning’s red pan bath ~
A circle shines
Morning Oaks
Even in morning fog ~
Ozark oak trees shine ~
Open landing pads ~
Suspended
#haiku
Undone
truth is
I need
new sight
I can’t even imagine
do you realize
love still waits
held deep below my breath
far from my heart
sorry I must leave
traveling by-gone roads
set me free
I’m not where I should be
In Memory for Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
Oklahoma prairie grasslands
there on the open plains
where winds are built to run wild
reaching speeds not found anywhere else on earth
nature’s unbridled super storms
remarkable power to undo lives
sirens wail
emergency broadcasts
Doplar radar and real time
TV footage
streaming full hd
CNN floods the airwaves ~
all hearts pray and hold on
this time no escape
walls cascade down
blown out and tossed away
frame by frame
survivors buried in rubble ~
we come up for air
a time of sheer shock
a time to hold each other
a time for neighbors helping
neighbors ~
once again we stand
a time to grieve
a time to feel our pain
a time to remember
lives lost
and cherish those we love
from the tornado wreckage
humanity lifts
with a call of mighty arms
clearing wind blown heaps
and uncovering
sacred ground to rebuild upon ~
God bless us
we are stronger than any storm
with hope in our hearts
we turn another page ~
to begin once more
