roots . . .
reaching deep
beyond myself
whatever--
learning to be
myself
prunes . . .
eliminating the stresses
for today
morning text
suddenly a friend
meets for a walk
nuthatch
walking down the tree
what is my magic
roots . . .
reaching deep
beyond myself
whatever--
learning to be
myself
prunes . . .
eliminating the stresses
for today
morning text
suddenly a friend
meets for a walk
nuthatch
walking down the tree
what is my magic
thawing
the banana baked oatmeal
saturday morning cartoons
basmati rice . . .
an indian buffet
reopens
kicking leaves
the scent of decay
rises
preparing
my book for display
waterlily
many words
cut deep . . .
and still we rise
many words
trade perspectives . . .
chicken noodle soup
wheels on the car
go round and round--
tea with Rebekah
waiting
for tea to cool . . .
haiku moment
sisters together . . .
a day away with
the Group of Seven
windshield wipers
flip repeatedly--
seeing our way home
words
that dismiss--
shadows
stained glass
the stories of faith
imprinted
road trip
in the pouring rain . . .
together
doodles
keeping my thoughts
focused
sharing
a future together . . .
one step at a time
side B
every record needs
a second song
I have reached my retirement years--but I'm ready for a second act.
trying to sleep
after the business meeting . . .
chamomile tea
mourning cloak
gold bands flitter
through the woods
sparrows
and goslings
--city life
posting
poets on twitter
--the sparrow sings
theory
or reality
learning to eat rice