Dreams the dreams
of make believe
follow the moonbeams
where they lead
trust your heart
trust your start
spirit knows the path
to take…
Doors close
windows open
the wind whisper’s
which way to go
listen with your
inner ear
to really hear
the place within
that sparks is
where to start
trust your heart
follow the moonbeams
find your dreams…
Power surges
power urges
it soars
it roars
it cries
it dies
Waves of
hope
waves of
despair
no one
cares
tears flow
emotions glow
another day
another way
power rides
like the
tides…
Waiting~
Waiting for
the change
Waiting on
the rain
Waiting for
a new
hope
to reign
tired of
walking
like a
masked
ghost
ready
to begin
again
for now,
Waiting…
Letting go
lighten up
retreating
regrouping
charging
forward
new ideas
new hopes
fighting
for a
new life
had enough
growing old
want what
I want
I won’t
be told
I won’t
fold…
today
democracy
died
I watched
rabid fools
destroy a
legacy of
hope
fueled by
a madman
they march
as hate filled
minions
and do
his bidding
democracy
died today
at the hands
of the orange
man
Republicans
one and ALL
OWN this
created this
by support
or silence
you let
democracy
die
now we
wonder
now we
cry
as the
worlds
greatest
democracy
dies…
Done~
done with
living small
so others
feel big
done with
lies from
friends and
flies
done with
asking
when no
one
listens
done with
turning
the cheek
done with
hiding my
heart
done with
dimming my
light
done with
useless
fights
done with
excuses
done with
the past
done with
pleasing
anyone but
myself
done with
the old
done with
the doubt
just
DONE…
Grandmother
winter
I welcome
your embrace
I’ve longed
to feel your
face
To dance
in the
dark~
fire bright
to rest
not to
fight~
the wisdom
in the dying
of the letting
go~
of the fork
in the road~
which way
to go…
Seasons changing
changing seasons
still the roses
grow
trust your wings
you will know
which way
your wind
blows~
Reflect
as our Mother
rests
there is beauty
in the dying~
letting go
room to grow…
Memories of the
past
Memories of the
future
making memories
that last
holding on to
sweet memories
letting go of
the painful
ones
Traditions from
a by-gone era
flooding memories
of laughter
around the table
the lights
the sounds
the food
the gifts
the memories…
I love it
when you rise
rainbow of colors
orange, pink,
blue and white
yellow burning
through with
delight
I stand on your
shoulders
MotherEarth
bare feet
feeling your
beat
breathing deep
I release
thankful
in peace…
A GLOBAL PANDEMIC
a raging inferno
a wildfire out of control
DEATH.
YOU
want to open schools.
kids falling ‘behind’
need day care.
I want to LIVE.
There is nothing you can say.
If schools open,
it will be a death warrant
for many.
Not your child hopefully
but your selfish demands
will leave other children
without parents and
grandparents…
I am a TEACHER
my choice,
by choice.
I work for my students
I would die to protect them
and now you want me
to die for them
when I don’t HAVE to.
You are signing a
DEATH WARRANT
for an unknown number.
How is that acceptable?
HOW?
