Silver sand takes on a crimson glow, Slowly giving way to pale purple waves Splashing their frothy form across the jetty. Smells of salty seaweed fill the air, Seagulls soaring just below a salmon colored sky. Sandpipers skipping to and fro hunting Sea snails and…

The Bird of Plenty has flown from this house. Nowhere can you hear her orange song like syrup in your ears. Tomorrow, say the right prayers and call her back, prayers being selfless deeds you give the world from the ache in your hinterland heart….

If I fell to my knees, jeans in the dark dirt, would you raise me high? What happened to this heart, this love? Why do we believe in the world that failed, pray for the smoke and the poisoned lungs of babes which sucked in…

My eyes are blurred with tears, the only color I see is red. Thoughts of anger and vengeance are spinning in my head. I trusted you with my heart, but you carelessly threw it away. You entangled me in your lies and the sick games…

Fiddle music someone playing a jig or dancing one I think of my grandfather immigrant Gramps, Norwegian as they came would dance a jig of celebration; in front of the TV following a home team victory in the aisles of the ballpark after a home…

Fiddle dee fiddle them happy happy joy joy dancing the Jig here I come Joyful hoppin’ Heritage layed celebration time Ireland defined As I merrily move Learning the custom Knowledge well spent  

Young, I lived the harmony of innocence, heard stunning things, beheld new wonders, built fleeting empires in the clouds, felt the freedom of sailing ships on the wind.   Immersed in the serenity of a pond at sunrise I felt strength in the pinks, oranges,…

offered generously by strangers who have no reason to save my life other than perhaps their life was once saved and they want to make an offering to the ones who kept them alive we should all be so fortunate to have a Rilke in…

The sun contemplates how it will be remembered. Shadows lie down the valley slope, confusing light and dark. A slice of black wing, just ahead of the wind, a tantrum of fur, and blood falls from the sky in fat drops like red red ink,…

Love your Self, Your man, your wife, Love your unrepeatable life. Your too small eyes, your messed-up hair, Love the wonderfully colored skin you wear. Love your nose, your ears, Your smile, your tears, Love your uniquely imperfect denture, Love the fact that to be…