it's me and ki drinking tea, mom and me and two ki's (you could call that us) we all ride on the kitty bus. no fuss. we don't have to drive. it's just us watching the scenery go by. clouds go by. sun warming us when we cry. moon lighting our way at night when … Continue reading Ki’s, mom and me (sent to my step-daughter in another state so far away)
Oh where is the love? I find it here and I find it there wait, I see a dove landing in my feeder I just built with leftover wood just last evening I am still picking splinters from my fingers but yes, love is over there on my patio where all the birds eat and … Continue reading where love is
Look down the street at all those pretty little houses in rows. play it safe be like them say the right things be agreeable be likeable be nice you will be rewarded in due time raise your hand when it's your turn to talk speak when you are spoken to do the right things be … Continue reading The Good Citizen
Is there more to this thing called life than its own face value? When I look at my cat he patiently watches the dove landing near my sliding glass door by my pool the dove drinks from the border of my whirlpool which connects to the main pool I do not want more than this … Continue reading My Cat and the Dove
Oh woman I'm so weak I'm so troubled my brain needs another tweak submerge my mind back in those alcoholic bubbles so whipped I am pour me another drink so I can think and not lose the rest of my marbles my courage comes from this bottle of mine but all I have left of … Continue reading Mr. Mojo
we believed who we used to be was the us we'd always be... but we shed our old skin for new skin... we grew away from our old selves like we were empty worn out shells... so slow we moved we forgot the words of our youthful anthem we so lovingly sang now we laugh … Continue reading We leave
Colors in refracted light likened to a rainbow a vibration and melodic chord playing life in sounds in flight in the mountains endowment in height you ask of me I have no answers that make sense the way of my mind's eye wrap around a prism of light in eerie dark for there are unknown … Continue reading Prism full of light
We are stuck here inside this vessel this living illusion within these feelings we own no matter what they are we either abide by them or betray ourselves and who we are.
the way of nature in its infinite wisdom it knows all things best it draws us with its subtle pull to a much better destiny all within god's will...
Do you hear nature's wind calling... whistling through the branches It is silent as it is soothing winds of creation we are amongst it it surrounds our being it heals the spirit it casts away our demons we hear its breeze in the ear of our mind we feel its invisible love as the leaves … Continue reading Winds of creation