Waves swaying in
The winter breeze
Some gently flap
Across the lake
While others roughly
Slap against the water
As the Waves dance
Toward me
I am reminded
Of my emotions
Some gentle , Some rough
Yet both are
A working part
Of me

I brush through the
Cobwebs of my mind
What will I be tangled
In now
The past is gone
Unless I have
Unresolved issues
That need to be
Cleared
The present will
Really keep me
Going  
The future though
Unknown to me
Will be formed
From past and present
I am the weaver
The designer
What results will
Be a fragile masterpiece
Of flaws and redemption

Oh how the spider
Laboriously builds a web
Fine silver threads
Shine in the golden sun
Perhaps drying from
The morning dew
Such a fragile design
Man can't  remake

See you on the street
Hauling that battered bag
Around
Matching your pants
And top
Bleeding toes poking
Out of hole made
Shoes
What are you carrying
Crusts of bread from
Yesterday's trash
Could I bring you
A clean bag
With clean shirt
And pants
New shoes to
Walk in
What can I do
To lighten your
Load
And just not go
By
And say Tssskkk

What's in your wallet
Loose coins
Wadded receipts
Crumpled dollars
Cards for id
And health
Pictures for sharing
What's in your heart
Loose feelings
Receipts for friendship
Wadded regrets
Crumpled heartbreak
Pictures of family
Rooted deep within
Is there love and forgiveness
Warmth or cold
What's in your heart

What must it be like
To be a turtle
Hiding its head
For protection
Or a snake shedding
It's skin
A bird soaring
High over the universe
A dog without
A tail to wag
A cat with
No purr
Paradise without visitors
No water for fish
What would it be like
Without you and me
We and they
What would it
Really.be like

When will guns disappear
And violence forever stopped
Love a houseword term
Spread throughout the community
Hands to shake
Not to cuff
A walk down the street
Without fear of being robbed
Talk of laughter
Not of violence
Can't we just go
One day without
Harming anyone
In body or soul
When can we join hands
And truly connect

So bleak is the day
Grays appearing.in the sky
Where is my sunshine

I don't like where
This is going
To a black corner
Of the world
Where negativity
Is on display
Weird contorted faces
Left over from
Wounded hearts
Oceans of tears
Flooding the ground
Fear has taken over
Leaving nowhere
To turn
What a desolate
Place to be
Turn around and leave
Before it's too late

New to school
You were the
Target for bullying
You couldn't walk
Down the hall
Without laughter
You ate by yourself
Sat by yourself
Never  answered
In class
Came to school
And left
Where are you now

Where were you
When my dog
Ran away
I fell.on
The ground
I needed one
More quarter
It started to
Pour rain
I needed a hand
To take away
The cold
Where were you
To reach for
The can at
The store
Or lift me up
To see over
The crowd
Where were you
Perhaps I didn't
Need you
After all
I just needed
Me

You.hear people say
If you vote for Trump
I will disown you
What if the Good Lord
Said
If you don't speak
Up for Me
I will.
Disown you

Caw Caw
Who let the
Birds out
Today was such
A grand day
Even though it
Was cold
Watching the birds
Warmed my
Very soul
Such a majestic
Glorious feeling
As the sun
Peeked between
The barren trees
A baby cardinal
With an ego
Repeating her song
To hear across
The gray colored
Sky
The noisy flapping
Of a heron's wing
Loud and proud
Leaving a bold song
To echo across
The shadowy lake
The sweet sound
Of a Robin
Nearby
A symphony of
Sounds
Some Repetitious
While other sounds
Honk and shriek
Birds everywhere
Enjoying the moment
Of now
Rejoicing in flight
And sound
Oh how grand
To be an
Uninvited guest
To this wonderful
Display of nature
I shall pass this
Way
Tomorrow
Hoping for a
Repeat
Performance

Children dress up
Like unicorns
Write about them
Dream about them
Draw picture upon
Picture
Color and paint
Perhaps as an
Adult
We can connect
With our
Inner child
And search for
A unicorn


.

I should be cleaning
And so I will be cleaning
When I see who wins

Why do we wait
Until its too late
To actually stoop
Down
And pick up
A flower and
See if you are
Loved or not
And while your 'e
There
Pick up a leave
And touch the veins
Smell the grass
Touch the early morning
Dew
Feel the purring
Of a cat
Actually enjoy sitting
And watching
Shapes disappearing
In your coffee
Or cuddling your
Cup
For a warm sip
Of tea
Giving yourself permission
To fill a tub
With bubbles
Curl up and
Read a book
Listen to snap krackle
Pop from
Your cereal
Listen to jazz or opera
Crunching celery
Or carrots
Eating a cookie
Without the guilt
Taking time to
Pen to a
Long lost friend
Or write a poem
A story a lie
What will it take
Before it's
Too late

Dancing waves putting
On quite a performance
To the rhythm of
The wind
Echoing a song
As each wave
Splashes by
Birds soar overhead
Joining in
There is no ending
As the waves
Get a little high
And take a bow

The coldness the rain
Reminding me a new
Season is arriving
Shovels are ready
Boots hanginging
Near
Sweaters to wrap
In
Mittens to cheer
Hot cocoa for sipping
To take chills away
Maybe a fire
To warm the feet
Days will be
Long and cold
Nights too short
For sleep
But as long as
Love is all
Around
In family and
Those all around
It will be a
Season of
Joy

Iced upon the window
Intricate designs
In diamonds and
Unconnected lines
Frozen in time
Until the warm
Sun appears
And melts the
Magic away
Like fairy dust

Feel the cold
Tickling my spine
Winter chill
See the curling
Circles from
My breath
Winter chill
Taste the cold
Like a melted
Ice cube in my mouth
Winter chill
Smell.that unexplainable
Smell in air
Winter chill
Touch the frost
On.window panes
Winter chill
Feel see taste smell touch
Winter chill
Winter is a
Whisper away

I like the feel of winter
Icicles  hanginging
From the trees
Snapping at
Your fingertips
Handfuls of crisp snow

Ready to be formed
Into a solid ball
Snowflakes on your
Nose and cheeks
I like the taste of winter
Snowflakes falling gently
On your tongue
Snow in a bowl
Ready to spoon
I like the smell of winter
Wet , soggy , clothes
Fresh falling snow
In the air
Burning smoke from
Neighboring chimneys
From fires within
I like the sight of winter
Glistening snow
Foot traveled ground
Snowmen smiling
As you walk by
I like the sound of winter
Snow gently falling
Silence in the air
Screams of children
Just about everywhere
I like the sense of winter
The being
Within or without

Such beauty in
The morning sky
Waking me to wintry
Colors of pale blues
And pinks
Dancing through my
Window
Such a display
Of colors
High above
While geese hunting
For food
Perhaps unaware
Of here below.

"Step on a crack
Brake your mothers back
Step on a line
You will break her spine"
But what happens if
You don't move to the side

You walked across me
As if walking on
An icy pond
Ready to crack
Throwing words
Of bitter cold
Into the sharp
Bitter wind
Seasons come and go
Ready for change
But death
Has already
Taken place

Stench of decayingwords
Piled deep within me
Repulsing my soul
Burning a hole
In my heart
Waiting to be released
Nothing emerges
Tears of long ago
Have driven away
The desire to let go
Only ashes remain

Words like a flower
Weathering the storms of time
Continue to bloom

Words are the heartbeat
Of the soul
The breath of
One's breathing
Soft whispers can heal
Angry words can destroy
One can build up
Or rip apart
Queens and kings can
Surely be born
Or paupers slowly
Left to die
We can build one
A kingdom of dignity
Or a dungeon
Of self disgust
Its up to how
We will use
The language of words

I like words
The trickle down
From your mouth
Words
Look it up
You don't understand
Words
Repetitious in
Three.part harmony
Words
Hurting loving
Yes I'm breathing
Words
Creating escaping
Head for the hills
Words
Soothing comforting
Melt in your mouth
Words
Hit the highs
Hit the lows
Words
Prayerful praising
Full of Thanksgiving
Words
Words words words
Glorious joyful
Thank you from
The heart
Words

Words are powerful
Strong and forceful
Gentle and free
Can uplift
Or tear down
Hinder or help
Shatter one's  being
Word for word
Build a kingdom
Out of love

Getting near that time
Where minds begin
To wander
Stores are closed
Lights are dimming
Noises settle down
Words come flowing
Making sense or not
From a day
That " s drawing to
A close
Factories shut down
But words keep dancing
Round and round
Eyes blink yet
Never close
Sleep too far away
Nothing else to do
To chase those
Thoughts away

My words under
A microscopic
Lens
Viewed by the
Naked eye
Exposed to all
Who dare to
Peek
If not properly
Focused
Can be highly
Distorted

I just can't stop now
Words keep racing through my heart
Need to be set free

Words racing through
My scattered brain
Words lain askew
Amidst my other thoughts
They fly at me
When unprepared to pen
So I carry a napkin
Or two
And write. Lightly
Not to rip my thoughts
To many.pieces
Or leave ink spots
On my hands

Words tossing around
In my mind
Like leaves scattering
In Autumn's whirlwind

Words like the unicorn
On a magical journey
Whispers of a starry night
And Angels take flight
Or perhaps a stormy day
With a thunderbolt
Or two
Fantasy or reality
Each leaving their charm
How real is it

Such colorful words
You used
A picture with
Each thought
Leaves imprints
On the mind
Like your
Picturesque pen

I've been robbed
Words stolen from my
Aching heart
Erased from the passage
Of time
Can't get them back
They're gone forever
Without a clue
To catch the thief
Of a plotting mind

Watch what comes from
Your mouth
Your words
Could bring sunshine
To a lost soul
Or damage
Someone for Life
Words can sting
And venom from
Them
Could cause even
Death
Choose words wisely
As you've probably heard
If you can't say
Something nice
Don't say it
At all
Too many people
Have been.buried
In words

Words stirring around
As I lay tossing all night
Time for a new day

Words travel
In time
In books
In speech
In thought
Wordstouch
In soul
In heart
In mind
Words print
In books
In mind
In soul.
Words gift
In heart
In sharing
In truth
Words are meant
To be shared
To be eaten
To be digested
To be tenderly
Cared for
Words are written.said
Prayed and sung
Words are a treasure
To be
Buried in the heart
Or shared with others
Words aren't  just words
Words are the
Hidden unicorns
Of our being

Your harsh felt words
Burn my heart
And set my soul
Aflame
Leaving ashes to scatter
Upon the universe

Would I have said yes
To be the mother of God
.would I have hidden in
The shadow of the
Angel's wing
Or perhaps seek.the
Shelter of Joseph
Was there a donkey
Nearby to ride and
Visit Elizabeth
What would I have done
The answer is clear
I am here
Ready to do
The will of God
Just not be a mother
For Mary is
Full ofGrace
And her yes
Would change generations
To come

So many tears flow
Enough to make
A river of one's own
When thoughtless words
Deliberately said to
Hurt and torment
Wouldn't it be easier
To say nice things
Good things
Where flowers
Can grow

My writer's block
Chiseled in my
Heart
Waiting for the
Write words to say
To place upon paper
My heart is full
Of aches and pains
Pleasures and sorrows
Happiness and sadness
My brain.yearns
For words
To write and say
My hand awaits
My pen.waiting
With caution
Be still my heart
Be still

You can see all sides
Of me
But the bottom
Waiting to be revealed
To be set free
Must come at the right time
Feelings all around
And deep within
Just waiting to happen
Dare I make that move
Do I put.myself on
Display
Or stay buried
Deep within
Turn me all around
Seeing who I am
I hesitate to share parts
That belong only
To me

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

How come I can find
Misspelt words
From letters you wrote
When I don't know
When a comma belongs
Or not.
How can i read with
Tear stained eyes
When yours are dry
As a well.
Why do I care what
You even say
When your words
Don't even mean
A silly thing.
Perhaps because you
Could only write it
In words.

Yesterday the sun
Faded slowly into the sky
Darkening. my world
The moon danced
Behind the clouds
Trying to make
Me laugh
All I could offer
Was a Cresent smile

I walk around the park
Cognizant of the beauty
That enfolds me
Each day is a
New gift to unveil
Who knows what
Will.appear
Today a beautiful.
Blue Jay
Stared at me
From.a naked branch
Revealing a hidden
Shade of grey
And a vibrant
Shade of blue
Yesterday I heard the
Lake as she danced
In the wind
Who knows what
Tomorrow will bring
But I am ready
With open eyes
To see what I
Will find
And I can't forget
To send a thank you note
To my Creator
In my dreams

So much to say
Yet now is not
The time
No hurting words
Or healing words
Now is not the time
So much to see
Yet now is not
The time
No sunny skies
Or rainy days
Now is not the time
So much to smell
Yet now is not
The time
No warm cooked bread
Or baby's breath
Yet now is not the time
So much to touch
Yet now is the time
A wrinkled hand
And baby's  toes
Now is the time