Saturday, June 3, 2017

JUNE 2017

Scented June evening
last bees sip with first moths
drunk on Linden blossoms
green pyramid's blooming branches reach 
up into the soft blue sky worshiping Luna

Evening arrives quietly
Sol sinks away for the night
leaving behind glowing embers
first cooling breezes stir the leaves
hot day slowly slips into blissful night

Roots sunk deep
into dry rocky California soil
yet sturdy branches
tell of such strength
tell of rugged determination
tell of thriving against all odds
looking up into the canopy of the mighty oak
Luna's bright eye peering down on me as if asking
"Do you have what it takes to thrive where you're planted?"

Ode to a Daylily
Delicate droplets sparkle
gold heart gazes up into the gray
velvet shades of vermilion
forgotten are hot days of May
looking lush as an empress
regally dressed for the ball
savoring delicious cool June day
not minding the drizzle at all
now and then a small gust
starts her swaying she's waltzing
to nature's sweet tune
how lovely that I have found her
it wasn't a moment too soon
for the empress will close up
her finery dying gently
before the next day of June

Walking the dogs between showers
taking a small detour
she beckoned me with slim fingers
eager to tell me her secrets
or just eager to bare her sweet heart


Strawberry Moon
veiled by clouds
yearning for one bite

Strawberry Moon
delectable sphere

Bruised evening sky
painful metaphor for the
state of our nation

Delicious tropical sunset
another sizzling hot day
no relief in sight


Sometimes we feel
as if we live on an island
way up here in the north
stronghold of conservatives
our scary liberal views
isolating us from others
who feel those refusing
to fall into step with them
are less than patriotic
are silly really in our panic
our worries for the earth
our worries for our country
our worries for the less fortunate
often pushed aside or seen as weak
our "leadership" is sorely lacking
instead encouraging isolation
of the rising voices of reason
ridiculing our valid concerns
painting us to be the enemy
one vicious midnight tweet at a time

Sitting up for some time
tiny gray hands firmly grasping
delectable Sunflower seeds
gray squirrel decided he was
in dire need of a siesta
after this most delicious feast
so he tidied his long whiskers
looked around making sure
no sneaky cats were about
then plop down he went
melting into the shadows
shiny eyes regarded me
with solemn curiosity
realizing no one coveted
his shady spot he
snoozed on....

Sunday, May 7, 2017

MAY 2017

At long last
 flight finally over
gazing through the window
of this fast moving train 
feet now firmly back on earth
verdant land flashes by
drinking in the cool beauty
of this lush low land
reclaimed from the sea
it's windmills beckon
let the adventure begin

What strange orb is this
am I merely dreaming
or am I truly traveling
deep in this shiny globe
resting here silently
appearing otherworldly
I am not alone at least
for others too appear
then disappear again
in this most alien garden
of strange visual delights
I am traveling in space
without leaving earth
beam me up Scotty......

White frothy lace
entices with sweetness
bees sip gather fly
pollen laden to the hive
succulent olive blossom nectar

Luna rises serenely
on a cloud of scent
honeysuckle olive citrus
glow softly in her light
cricket song fills the air
rises into the night sky
all of nature celebrates
Flower Power Moon

Do you ever want
to dive deep into the scented
heart of a rose
soft velvet petals embrace you
feeling her soothing steady heartbeat

Today's small kindness made my heart sing
finding a wee mousie in my outdoor tub
sitting up eyes closed shaking like a leaf
trapped possibly for several days now
tiny paws crossed as if in prayer
I nearly missed her as I was focused
on a huge hairy wolfspider quite near her
swiftly getting a small fishing net
bringing the wee beastie to safety
then placing her near the little bridge
singing to her terms of endearment
her whiskers twitched tiny paws started
moving drops of water on her fur from
the sprinkler nearby to her tiny mouth
eyes still closed still trembling
she started nibbling violet leaves
bringing her birdseed she chose carefully
one fat sunflower seed now held tight
nibbling nibbling nibbling such bliss
both for wee hungry beastie and myself
I hummed to her terms of endearment
memories of childhood books about wee mice
living tiny lives in their tiny world
still held close in my smiling adult heart

This glowing heart
throbbing with life
fragrant memories

One small cozy cabin
nestled snug under the trees
seeing it so clearly in my mind's eye
such serenity...such bliss

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

APRIL 2017

Crescent moon rising
adrift on a cloud of scent
Wisteria moon

I make no promises
to resist such beauty
pure  perfection
perfect blossoms unfurl
luminous at twilight
like pale moons shimmering
spilling over the gate
together we look skyward
awaiting Luna's arrival
I make no promises
to resist her spell
knowing such promises
are meant to be broken
soon she'll be full
I shall fly up to meet her
that's a promise....

Sol's farewell
brilliant eye blinks briefly
cusp of the storm


Reeling under the weight of the world
at times it becomes too heavy to bear
images burn themselves onto my retina
helplessly covering my eyes in vain
this feeble attempt to unsee the seen
is this who we really are as a species
why can some carry the heavy burden
even cheer what they feel is right
while others must turn away in horror
feeble attempt to hang on to their sanity
are some more enlightened or merely
too finely tuned to bear witness
to the horrors
of a world

Three in the morning
embroidering a velvet night sky
planetary wonderland

Standing in the secret garden
my mind's music box plays
Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

MARCH 2017

Monochrome shadow
this brief perfect moment
between sips

Heavenly bodies
embroidered upon indigo sky
celestial poetry

Way out in the pasture
stealthy movement draws the eyes
he lifts his head
on alert...we see eye to eye
wily coyote cannot take safety for granted

Tonight it's dark
but last night she was afloat
in a bowl of custard
so golden and delectable
fetching a spoon came to mind

Now March has come
singing in their hearts
skirts unfurl
dancing merrily in the breeze
bright faces shine feeling the rhythm

He takes to the air
shrill call announces his presence
all is silent below
noisy chatter suddenly ceases
dark shadow drifts searching for dinner

What I wish they knew about me
is that beneath a lifetime of armor
build to appear brave and strong
there beats a heart broken
more than once over the decades
there beats a tender heart
not always visible to the world
there beats a heart aching
over the injustices in our world
there beats a heart for nature
which can often move me to tears
just the sheer beauty of it
and sometimes the cruelty of it
what I wish they knew about me
is that while I can seem very
loud and intimidating at times
deep inside there still lives
an inner child who is playful
who was broken who still needs
acceptance and understanding
who can be uncertain and insecure
despite what my outer self says
there beats a heart needing safety
in a sometimes unsafe world
that's what I wish they knew about me


What I wish they didn't know about me
it's that I can be stubborn
because sadly that is a German trait
it's that I am too impatient
because that too is a German trait
it's that I have a temper
not sure if it's my  German or
drop of French blood to blame
it's that I like to be right
but thankfully I don't have to be
it is that I made a life time
of mistakes some I can't forgive
myself for...others I paid for
it's that I often procrastinate
though in the end I do what needs doing
it's that I am scarily passionate
when it comes to wrongs done
when it comes to bad people
when it comes to politicians
when it comes to acts of violence
when it comes to animal abusers
what I wish they didn't know about me
is that this list could go on and on....

Diving deep
into this vibrant heart
flower power

Bright earthbound sun
never burning these brilliant
rays bring only joy

What you don't know about me
is that I am a daydreamer
even doing mundane chores
can set my mind to wandering
as I pinned up these tea towels
the fact that they are
seasoned world travelers
came to my drifting mind
these towels hold memories
of my one and only..thus far
trip to the sceptred isles
often traveled in my mind
as I turned the pages of books
in my most favorite reading spots
over many years a land I thought
to never see with my own eyes yet
here it was finally under my feet
alas time was much too short
surely you know how time flies
when you really want it to stand still
or at the very least slow to a crawl
as these colorful tea towels hang on
my laundry line far from their home
they now take me back I am traveling
along narrow roads bordered by lush
blooming hedgerows trilling with
birdsong humming with many bees
they take me back to Dorset where
a most delightful time was had
being shown around where the bulk
of the Isle of Wight sat offshore
peopled with lovely friends I did not
know back then where Lulworth Cove
sparkled in the sun where jubilee banners
snapped in a delightful breeze as we
sat near the water eating fresh fish
but enough day dreaming....there are
yet other chores to tackle today
still it was lovely to go back for
just a little while to beautiful Dorset

She's not quite full
yet already her milky light
transforms the garden
we saw her coming home
rising in a pale blue sky
growing bright as the gloaming
settled on the vast land
just after dark oak fingers
briefly captured her
slipping their grip she rose
up into the indigo sky
oh precious luminescent pearl
you enchant me again and again

Twinkle, twinkle evening star
looking lovely shining far
making wishes we look to you
hoping that they might come true
wishing for respite from earthly pain
hoping all searching will meet again
celestial magic hear my plea
let comfort find them
so mote it be

Childhood memory
blooms in my garden
keys to heaven
carefully bending down
in lush meadows gathering bunches

Bright charming face
all aglow in the sun
sublime simplicity

Twilight gently settled
frog courting songs echoed
through the wide canyon
trees shimmered with droplets
while across the creek
heavy mists crept along
draping familiar green curves
in diaphanous swaths of silk
all was eerily beautiful
as if enchanted by earth magic
night arrived swiftly
on the wings of diving bats
sighing deeply we turned
walking back to the house
where a warm fire was waiting
listening to the crackle
clear images lingered of the
enchanted twilight kingdom
just across the rushing creek

Warm breath of spring
all aglow with color
in dappled shadows
mysterious humming is heard
portly musician appears
moving from flower to flower
his translucent wings instrumental
in playing his gathering song
flight of the Bumble Bee

Life is short
kick up your heels
live in this moment of joy
you only live it up!


Skeletons in the closet
they're in there for a reason
no need dragging them out
dusting the old heaps off
just to have them dance around
clattering their annoying bones
spilling their guts to all
telling their sad dark secrets
that door stays locked tight
key thrown away lips zipped
no need for their hulking
shadows to be cast onto the present

Wednesday, February 1, 2017


Harbingers of spring
bravely lift delicate faces
pale winter sun

Wild emerald castle
beneath pale crescent moon
dancing commences
to the piper's sweet tune
dewdrops shimmer on gossamer wings
fairies are dancing while nightingale sings
in broad daylight there remains nary a sign
for the ball that was held here was all in my mind


A nudge in the right direction
finds us once again
seeking solace in nature
walking in a heavy mist
above us bare winter trees
reach into a heavy gray sky
bird nests are now revealed
as are their architects
huddled nearby feathers fluffed
against the damp cold
feet sink into moist grasses
lungs drink in eagerly
this delicious moist air
feeling the weight of the world
and all of it's many sorrows
slide slowly off our shoulders
down deep into Mother Earth
she who has seen it all
yet never gives up hope that
one day all will honor her again

Deep indigo velvet
glimpse of bright heavenly treasure
celestial jewels

This symbol of hope
resting patiently
we shall rise again

Hurrying along
shepherded by fierce winds
golden fleece

Rain drenched faces
held on slender stems
bright watery smiles

Happily humming
gathering sweet nectar
eye of the storm

Veil of winter
obscures golden rays
buttermilk sun


Pale face heavily veiled
captive of the storm
snow moon

Late last night
storm clouds parted
Luna's brilliance
adorned olive leaves
with minute diamonds
twinkling in the breeze


Out of the fog
mighty clash of titans
winter thunder

Rising slowly
high above the rushing creek
luscious Luna

Despite the flood
feathers glow with rainbow magic
he dives and thrives

All that remains
are keys to the heart
such tender love lost
yet in the books of time
are written chapters
sweet memories linger
maybe all is not lost
for love and precious
moments of joy surely
live on thus comforting
lost aching hearts
until once again the
wheel of time turns
reuniting loving souls
then once again
together for eternity...

All night pummeled
by fierce wind and rain
she rests her head
sighs as the sun kisses
her tenderly at long last
she knows she'll live
gracing yet another day

Surrounded by sisters
sweetly dancing in the breeze
spring is coming.....

If you could see what I see
you would savor row upon row
pink stretching to the horizon
you'd see beehives resting
beneath blooming almond trees
bursting into exquisite flower
this tranquil sight of beauty
busy humming of gathering bees
soothes all the senses
but suddenly you would hear
loud clattering roar above
chaos now reigns enemy in sight
for above this tranquil scene
red chopper releases it's load
fine toxic mist of who knows what
settles on everything below
surely this is not good
for any of us bees or human
if you could see what I see
you too would feel sad
corporate farming at it's worst

The Nightmare
I am tossing and turning
they're coming for me
fists pound on the door
in this land of the free
they take me away
to I do not know where
they ask endless questions
they seem not to care
they're doing their duty
orders came from up high
to harass and detain
new laws made on the sly
they will not unite us
their goal is not that
they are following rules
made by a greedy mean brats
who have not a care
for the folks they should serve
I must post this quickly
before losing my nerve
so thankful that it was only
a dark terrible dream
I woke covered in sweat
and heard myself scream
what happened to our country
why are they so mean
fear now follows me daily
even into my dreams
as I am lighting the candle
I once again pray
that peace and reason
win at the end of the day 

Once again sweet nature
heals the turmoil within
leaving me breathless

Despite these dark uncertain days
faith in mankind at times wavering
our clear vision suddenly blurred
by twisted faces of shameless greed
our ears assaulted daily by angry
voices spewing their message of hate
seemingly determined to dim our world
dim our collective light wanting us
to lose hope and give up shut up
still we hold strong knowing that
goodness abounds everywhere
we can see it in the bold faces
of those fighting for us all
we hear it in their strong voices
those brave souls who like us yearn
for tolerance and world peace
they can call us weak sore losers
screaming at us to accept darkness
get over our loss move on already
but in our hearts goodness abounds
for we see the truth we steadily refuse
to believe the blatant ugly lies
we are determinded to shine our light
into the gathering darkness
keep shining bright...goodness abounds