crescent dreams
float at night
taken places
of delight
Night to light
In the waking
space…
crescent dreams
fade away
Into the day
what remains
a shadow beauty
rich in colors
memories etched
stitched and
ripped
gone are the sorrows
of what went
before…
This one
or that
which way
why
Are you
sure
guess again
over there
over here
all over
dream on
wake up
I am sure
its over
why
its the
way
of that
of this
one,
I’m sure…
floating
flying
swinging
swaying
holding
letting go
finding
losing
closing
opening
hoping
always,
hanging
by
a
thread…
Went on an adventure
to a place I’ve never been
spent a week
gone in a blink
made new friends~
LEARNED
There was a man
with quiet strength
a keen intellect
who spoke truth to power…
lived by a code of honor
he would not betray
spent his life in service
it was his way…
We don’t teach much
about this warrior
shame I say
for a man who
saved the world
in so many ways…
You had many names
but as a soldier
General George C. Marshall
I salute you…
Beauty surrounds
wherever found
In the simple
life abounds
touching the soul
sacred and profound
to live free
to just be~
The purple roses
of Clontarf
remain etched
in my minds eye~
the beauty
the magic
the fragrance
of a beloved
Isle~
Time and time
again
time eternal and
immortal~
Her name is a
whispered pray
on my heart,
always and forever
Ireland…
A gift given
a gift dreamed of
longed for
hoped for
A gift that changed
everything~
My greatest gift
and sweetest joy
A gift I was given
on this date~
My beautiful child…
today,
we celebrate the
gift of you…
I love you
always…
Mom
xoxo
I am not holding
on to the dead
I am grasping hope
for the living
Tick Tock
watched clock
The moon dances
the soul chances
Dream the DREAM
Light the candles
as it seems
so it goes
find your joy
find your flow
Go…
I remember the ladies
the grandmothers, mothers
and daughters
By birth
By love
A thousand years
of memories
A journey to
each one
For the tears
For the strength
For the tenacity
Sacred flower
for a beloved
woman,
Grandmother
you will always
walk with me…
