reveries of sun-drenched prairies;
windswept under cottony clouds
golden-yellow in summery indolence

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the chances are low and the demands are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When all is pressing you down a bit -
Rest if you must, but don't you quit
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint on the clouds of doubt,
And you could never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems far,
So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things go wrong that you must not quit

Spent an afternoon celebrating our nephew's birthday
Have you ever encountered joy and love for a little boy
He knew him better than I did
Those moments with his sharing left an indelible mark
We love the same person
Know him better because of you
Sending every special rainbow and care your way
There is still a whole lot of magic for you two to share
You were a very special part of a birthday not soon to forger and will always remember

C@rainbowchaser2021

For Brian

If there is one thing I have learned on my travels,
it is that
the currency of eternity is the fingerprints you leave on the fabric.

The slow imprint of a million miles walked. Set free your timid heart and
leave behind an outline of an essence.

An amorphous mold that denies the shape of the world around it.
Be a surprise.
Let them label you a miracle or a sickness.

In time they will come to realize
the edge of the world is a place to dance.
Reach forward, and gift sound to silence.

Oh ‘blithe spirit’, you wing through space.
In the far firmament you are just a speck to trace.
As you steer your way through the clouds high,
I see your floating shape against the sky

Lowering your pinions down to alight the ground
I hear your warbled words closer all around
How your eyes spot the rain water puddle
And come hopping to have a dip in the muddle

On this sunny September afternoon
You are going to have a cool bath soon
You flap your wings in quick succession up and down
Spattering little muddy showers from your gown

You are so shy that you bathe with all clothing on
That it takes time for you to feel dry and clean
So once your bath is over, you perch on a tree
Ruffling your feathers until they are moisture free

After preening every little feather to dry
Refreshed and enlivened, off you fly,
Singing melodious tunes all your way
And drowning the land with your sweet lay!

--------- Valsa George

Lived in my mind and head for longer than I care to remember
Coming out of that dark place was work and still work at it
A ritual that makes somethings and people fall into place
Others disappear into the air, better off there
You never know what is happening in another's heart or mind
You learn to leave it and them alone unless they ask
Sometimes you do know when something is terribly wrong
The light is sometimes hard to accept but truth is the scare in the dark can come at any time
Once you push through and battle back and decide your worth in this world
That is when you listen more carefully and do your very best to be an exemplary human being in a crazy mixed up world
Hoping your dark place ends earlier than mine did
You find out just how strong, caring, and resilient you are
How loving and caring you are makes you special

C@rainbowchaser2021