My life floats before me
On A foamy cloudy cream
Where heated hands
Carress a cup
Big blobs of settling cream
Remind me of my
Should haves could haves
Would haves
As I shake the cup
Around for a new display
I see tiny droplets
Wait
Are those my tears

Alone in the dark
Gathering up thoughts before
Alone in the light

What gift will I bring
To a king lying in hay
The gift of myself

Smiles dance upon
The  lake
Tiny bubbles happily
Glue together
Squirrels collecting nuts
For colder days
Ahead
Birds flying overhead
Enjoying the sky above
Runners with warm
Hoods on
Dogs leading their
Owners
And I just enjoying
Another masked day
In the park

Afraid of the dark
And even my
Own shadow
Dogs that bite
Bees that sting
Being rejected
Again and again
Afraid of the cold
And even the rain
Afraid afraid  
Afraid

Roses you heaped
Upon me
Flashy jewels
Shiny diamond hearts
Expensive perfumes
Silky scarves
Chewy chocolates
All of this
You gave to me
When all I wanted
Was a pumpkin
And some mums

Geese are honking
Flying overhead
Time to.put
Dinner on
Owls are hooting
Time for bed
Roosters crowing
Time to get up
Cows are moo ing
Time for milking
Dogs barking
Waiting to be walked
While  cats purr
Waiting for milk
How do animals
Know what time
It is
What happens when
You Spring forward
Fall back

The storm washed away
The cheerful sun
Chalked brilliantly
On the concrete
Raining so hard
Not even traces
Of chalk remained
But the beauty is
An empty board remains
For a new sun to appear

I need a poem
That will lift me up
Way up to the sky
Chocolates won't do it
Cookies can't compete
Feed my stomach
With food
But my heart
With your poems

Continuing dreams
Awaken me from my sleep
Did that just happen

Peacefully gazing at
The ceiling
It must be early
Sun shadows
Aren't dancing for me
A blink of the eye
And rays of light
Filter throughout
The room
Time to get up
Enter a new day
Take what.unknowingly
Lies before me
To recapture
That moment
Again

Life is all around
Skies above and earth below
Blessings in between

I am afraid
Of silence
Afraid to find out
.who i really am
I can run from
The silence
But I can't
Run away
From me

Feverishly i write
In the moon
Of night
Word upon word
Pile upon pile
Of wasted
Crumpled words
I ask you to critique them
You thought they
Were
Words of love
Meant only
For you
When all it was
Was a poem

Can't force a friendship.
Can't force a poem
Friendship takes time
To begin and continue
Much thought space
Neededed for its
Fruitation
Watered with patience
And mistakes
A poem not
That different
Thoughts need time to
Mull through your head
And space to grow
Patience for the right words
Acceptance for mistakes
When combined apoem
Is a friend

Poetry
The lava in
My soul
Ready to erupt
Cannot be contained
Any longer
Like lightning bugs
In a jar
Dimly blinking
In a jar
Until their lights
Went out

I'm intoxicated by
The sound of geese
Flying over a sky
Of grey
Honking loud and
Strong
Echoing their happiness
Throughout the universe
I'm entranced by
The formation of geese
Now forming a vee
The freedom.they have
The grace they share
In flight
I'm grateful for the
Sound and flight
The movement I feel
As they pass over
My head
And leave me
In awe
As I wondrously
Stare at.
The sky

Sun shining through
Droplets of morning dew
On Autumn's leaf
Reminding me what
Season I'm in
Colors shining in and
Without my being
Vibrant oranges for
Happiness past
And yet to come
Brilliant yellows for
Warm memories
Long ago
And more to come
Blended leaves for
Joy and pain
And still will come
Autumn a season
For change
Within
     And
        .......Without

I looked out the door
And just peeked out the Window
Just for a no show

My clock is ticking
Like the beat of my Moms heart
Sent now from heaven

January
Anew year awakens
New promises
Put to death
Grudges
Waiting for
February
New loves and
Sweet promises
March
New lucky.friends
And a grand month
To dance into
April
If not careful showered
Upon
But hopefully with
Joy not sorrow for
May
Flowers in the garden
Of friends
Awaiting the sunshine of
June
Fresh out of school
Ready to play till
July
Where friends ignite
Bright as colors of
August
Bittersweet and
Sad till
September
With learning
Something new
From each other
And
Awakening to
Colors.of friendship
Saving thanks for
November
A caunopia of friends
And the souls
Left behind and
Waiting for snowy days
In December
Where the gift of
Friendship  is shared
Each month has a
Story to share
With one another
As we grow and
Change with the seasons

Silence
Words in my various readings
So poetically I speak
In words of silence
Like the quiet sound
Of snow
Whispering her lullaby
Softly touching the ground
And silent fingers
Imprinted.upon the hand
That others might hear
Cooing sounds of baby
Discovering their toes
The whistling wind
Outside the frost stained glass
And the sound of soft sweet
Lips that can only come
From a mother's love
A father's  love as he kisses
Goodbye
A whistling kettle
Gentle slurps from tea
Angel dust all.around
To keep this moment
Of silence

I thank you
God for a
Prayer i hadn't
Sent
But you answered
In ways only
You could
And you loved
Me so full
Of flaws
To put me
On the mend
And I thank
You
With all my
Heart

Pale in nature
Basking in the morning light
Bringing peace to me

You are dear to me
Always there before I call
How lucky I am

Thinking of happy times
When cold days
Filled with laughter
Warmed the room
Of children
Where an ah ha moment
Came out of the
Mouth of kiddos
Jumping  with excitement
In their desks
Rays of sunlight
Beaming down on
Learning children
Hugs in solitaire
Or hugs in groups
Meltdowns and mishaps
Celebrations for success
A rainbow filled
The room with love
And left a *** of
Golden Treasure

I look out the
Window of my soul
There i see you
Freezing in the.cold
Tattered blankets nearby
While others join
The.neverending
Line for food
Some women grabbing
Another ice pack
For the bruises to
Go Away
For some the food
From.yesterday's trash
Seems.like a good dinner
Empty pockets
Another day without
A dollar
A baby lying
By the trash
And a bony dog
Sniffing their remains
Sniffing their remains
Perhaps I should
Open the door
Of my heart
And go outside
And do something

we are a seasoned people
I suppose
Frosty white snow
Warm summers to
Thaw out
Brilliant colors and
Toasty smells
New signs of birh
All around
Sled rides and hay rides
Pony rides and bike rides
Cozy fires forest fires
Campfires toasty toe fires
Apple pickin daisy pickin
Guitar pickin **** pickin
Bumblebees ladybugs
Turkeys  geese
Cottoncandy watermelon
Carmels candy canes
Hot tea ice tea
Hot chocolate pop
Firecrackers full moon
Harvest moon big dipper
Dance in the season of
Your choice
For we are called to
Celebrate in the
Season called
Life

It's  that kinda
Bleak dreary
Winter day
No leaves stirring
No one in sight
Only words to
Accompany the
Long eerie day
Sun not in sight
Of the concrete grey sky
Only a feeling
Of morose
Perhaps tomorrow will
Dawn with sunlight
And hope
For today a
Sad tune
To sing
With a melancholy
Melody

You that I pray for
In the darkness of my room
And the star lit sky

Thinking of Thanks
Giving of hearts
Remembering
Counting blessings
Received
And Given
People here
And gone
Loved
Thanks
Giving

Sometimes I feel



And that time



Is now

good nite John boy
goodnite moon goodnite my
Someone goodnite
All goodnitersfrom
all awakers

My eyes are closing
Yet my mind
Is wide awake
How I long
For sleep
But words are
Tossing around
And ready to
Recycle
If i piece my words
Together
Can i hang them
Out to expose
Or should I fold
Them neatly away

Wrinkled and worn
Cavities of tears long ago
Withered from pain
Yet softened from
Memories gone by
A tell-tale face
With Nothing to hide
And everything to see
So old and painful
With glimpses of
A sorrowing past
And yet high-lights
Of once sunny days
Makeup can't cover
Rouge looks phoney
Hold your head high
And show your face

There you sit
Paper and pen.
In hand
Ready to write
For you so much easier
Then talking to a
Human being
How come you can't
Verbalize
What you so eloquently
Put on paper

Sometimes i hear soft footsteps
Walking in an empty hall
Softly invading empty rooms
Nothing to see
Only to hear
Are these my spirits
Walking around
Trying to gather
My thoughts

I want to reach the
Midnight sky
Pull a star down
To put in my room
To lighten up
The darkness

I can tell by your breath
Where you've been
Your coffee breath
From morning
With cheerios to follow
Fritos for snack
Spearmint leaves for fun
Save your breath for words
Words to charm me
Loving words
Words i don't understand
But can look up
Whisper past me
Let me guess

Me
Any chair to sit in
Can walk up steps
Hang up clothes
Take a walk
Go outsideAnytime I want to
Unassisted
She
A wheelchair to sit in
Takes an elevator
Hand clothes to roommate
Use to use crutches
Can't anymore
We
We are a team
I'm her legal guardian
And she's a part of me
When we are together
We laugh cry share gossip
I push her wheel chair
But she's the one who
Gives me a push
Because of her
I am me
And she is she
And we are we

Blue heron on
Icy lake
Walking on thin water
Passerby says
Made me think
How often I
Walk on thin water
The difference
The heron
Stayed for a few moments
And gracefully
Flew away
I on the other hand
Walk on thin ice
And fall in
With baggage
I carry

Shining on the ground
Collecting rays from the sun
Afraid to pick up

You.had no teeth
Yet your smile
Shone like a
Crescent moon
No eyes youhad
But you saw
With your.heart
No money.you
had
But your soul
Was full of
Richness
No ears to hear
But you heard
From within
Raggedy clothes
Strewn about
Yet you were clothed
In beauty
Not understood
By all
A work of
Art
Carved from
The Master's
Bleeding hands

we are a Covid people
Masked up
Keep our distance
People
Fearing what's next
Expecting the worst
People
Helping out giving out
People
Prayerful meditative
Non praying
People
Church going stay at homers
Watch preaching on tv
People
We are a people
Who want to remove
Our  masks
And be able
To breathe
Again

Whether masked
Or not
We cannot hide
May our true selves
Unfold
As we navigate
The year ahead
Our hands continue
To pen
Our hearts full
Of the beauty
Of Life
And may we
Just breathe

Rain sounds stir within
My very being
Sometimes I'm scared
Like a lost child
Looking for their mother
Seeking shelter
As rain increases
So do my fears
Of yesteryear and today
Soft patters of rain.
Reminders of dancing
In the rain
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Perhaps when I'm ready
To weather the storm.
In my heart

The voices churning
Deep inside.my head
Are actually words
Waiting to
Get out
And recite
A poem

Are you a robot
Or so the question is posed
What if I said yes

She walked into
The cold winter day
Saw ice snapping
Off frozen branches
On hearing them
Crackle to the
Icyground
She realized she
Wasn't far behind

Reds and yellows
Oranges and purples
A chorus line of
Colors
Lined along the
Street
Dancing swaying
In the wind
And for an
Encore
Dropping leaves
Scatter all
Around