Category: Poems

Eyes to

the sky

watching

them

float

on by…

Imagining

hitching

a ride

perhaps

through

time…

Floating

through

life

watching

the years

go by

wondering

how

time

flies…

dreaming

of the

softness

of a

floating

cloud…

Seasons change

and

so have I…

A broken tree

lies rotting

it becomes

a home to

millions of

little things…

Life erupts

overnight,

it was not

there

yesterday…

Beautiful

twisted

unique…

It has a

job to do,

it gets to

work,

and then

it lets go…

Lesson

learned…

I wander

through

my favorite

woods

and everyday

there is

something new…

A lesson

A creature

A truth

that settles

deep within

my bones…

I stand at

the threshold

of ‘old age’.

Everything has

changed,

eyesight blurs

insight sharpens.

Hearing dims

but some

sounds sharpen,

I hear the

heartbeat

of the notes

within a

symphony…

I move slower

but I notice

more…

This new phase,

my last phase…

I have earned

my right

to claim being

a Wise Woman.

I embrace

these changes,

it is an

honor

many never

see…

Oh to be

like a

flower~

lovely just

because it

exists.

beautiful

in it’s

sweet

complexity.

Simply

itself

and

stunning.

Useful

and

pleasant

for all

who

see,

a purpose

served.

Each petal

unique…

Nectar

seeds

medicine

life

for so

many…

joy

in plain

sight…

Slivered moon

smiling,

a light

shining

like diamonds

on fire…

I breathe

deeply

the joys

of being

alive~

there is

a peace

within the

gloaming

the sacred

time between

the light

and

the dark,

moonset

and

sunrise~

the quiet

the stillness

the collective

sigh

of all

that is

alive…

Walking at

sunrise

pleasant

surprise.

Dusty roads

leading

no where.

Watching

the sun

rise…

the gift

of another

day…

Embracing

the simplicity

of life.

I meet

a herd

of horses~

I am

eight again!

My excitement

overflows…

One horse

bravely

shares an

apple with

me…

and again,

I say

within,

thank you

for the

gift of

another

day…

off to R&R (rest & relax)…

I’ll be back August 2nd 🙂

Quiet moments

in my soul

restore my

spirit,

almost

whole.

Friends that

are no longer…

Family that

never was…

A man who

lied.

A part of me

hates you

all~

You

wounded

betrayed

used

lied and

abused

a tender

soul,

whose only

crime

was loving

you…

your game,

your shame…

Done.

Shine on!