Monday, August 25, 2014

August 25th-31st, 2014

August 25th, 2014
They come
under cover 
of darkness
glowing eyes
reveal their
secret location
band of bandits
nothing is safe
no stone
left unturned
the yard
the snails
long gone
empty shells 
sad remains
yet they 
charm us
those rascals
still wishing
they went 
to ply 
their trade

August 26th, 2014
Early morning sunrise illuminates
Buddha's face looking inward
his peaceful countenance shines
Swirls of blueish incense rise
a bamboo flute sings sweetly
birds add their joyful voices
Sitting peacefully mind at rest
savoring this exquisite tranquility
such a perfect start to the day

August 27th, 2014
Diving deep
into the catnip
rolling around
her eyes crazed
she springs up
then races wildly
up the nearest tree
down again now the roof
around the garden
zero to nuts in
20 seconds flat
Ming Dragon
will crash soon
dreaming wild
drugged dreams
paws dancing
whiskers twitching
sleeping off
her natural high

August, 28th, 2014
Sometimes~when my eyes
fall upon exquisite beauty
they fill with tears of joy
trembling on my lashes
So blessed to be able to see
 beauty often overlooked
taken for granted by some
doubly blessed when shared


August 29th, 2014
Meditation does not come easy
to me~I fidget~but now and then
I find myself in that quiet place
where my racing thoughts are
like clouds~just passing through
and I am able to smile patiently
as they drift away~out of sight

August 30th, 2014
Night slowly settles as the sun slips away
out of sight~yet diaphanous veils remain
smudged colors a faint memory of her reign
Now Luna rides the night sky proudly
a cloud comet her chariot this night
all of this splendor~ on our way home

August 31st, 2014
Swimming high
above our heads
Right Whale

Neon circles
ribbons of pain
start unfurling
Art Nouveau
I blink in vain
Migraine settles
in my brain
early bed
for me tonight
way too tired
for this fight

Monday, August 18, 2014

August 18th-24th, 2014

August 18th, 2014
Minimal Monday
Hey you 
with the leaf
in your beak
I see you!!


Betrayal  is such
an ugly word
leaving a bitter taste
What do you say
when the trust you had
was just a mirage?
When your heart and soul
your secrets and pain
are used against you?
You cry~that's what you do
you grieve for what's lost
everything you held dear.
That love~not always perfect
now sullied~how to go forward
from this painful dark place
Speaking now would be deadly
I'll pull in my antennae
and let my shell comfort me

August, 19th, 2014
You know how on some days
just like before a big storm
the air in our own lives can crackle
Leaving us unsettled and uneasy
strange feelings and happenings
swirling in our personal atmosphere
Then it hits~hard~swirling~driving
spinning us this way and that
our feelings boiling like thunderclouds
The storm breaks~leaving us reeling
like the heavens~tears fall heavily
flash flood~releasing tension and stress
Internal storms~washing over us violently
leaving us spend~yet  also thankful
we've survived~made it through intact
This calm after the storm~it can clear our vision
we can breathe again and savor the new day
yes they'll come~but we've weathered them before
May they strengthen us~encourage new growth
may their wisdom thrive in us
may we step forward with courage and grace

August 20th, 2014
 Floral periscope extends
surveys her world
can't help but smile back

August 21st, 2014
Bella Donna~Beautiful Lady
so tempting~so deadly
Long ago~lovely ladies used you
to enhance their own beauty
Your essence turning their eyes
dark and mysterious~like you
Your poison~aiding some
eliminating others~deadly gift
 It is rumored that you aided
 witches in their ability to fly
Bella Donna~dark beauty
able to enhance~or destroy

August 22nd, 2014
Eagerly opening their bright faces
greeting the brilliant sun
not knowing her passionate kiss
will be the death of them
we enjoy their velvety beauty
the glory of this morning
savoring the moment

This owl winked once
as my husband passed by
how could he resist that
And how could I resist
embellishing his dear gift
with my own touch
Lovely Midnight Owl
now rests safely
touching my heart

August, 23rd, 2014
Gathered together
cheek to cheek
these mature beauties
Perfect imperfection
bruised and marred
yet treasured and loved
For beneath the surface
their hearts are tender
their sweetness sings
These ladies gave their all
luscious Apple Crumble
transformation complete

August, 24th, 2014
Paying it forward
So often we come across this concept
paying it forward~encouraging others
what better way then applying it right here
in this group of kindred spirits~sharing of themselves
how well I remember my first tottering steps
upon this stage~nervous~my words still halting
a bit stilted and unsure~fingers shaking ~hovering
above the button that would send it out there
for all to see~my soul laid bare to some extend
I've been around now for a while~still writing
those early days of first uncertainty behind me
yet there are new voices or sometimes even old
who will benefit from that sign of really being seen
of that like or better yet a comment~input to validate
their voices and feelings~we all know about the lack
of time~ swiftly running~not enough hours in our days
trying to do it all and still find time for us and friends
yet when I think of all those actions~encouraging me
allowing me and many others to spread their fledgling wings
how can I not take a little time each day~paying it forward?

Sunday, August 10, 2014

August 11th-17th, 2014

August 11th, 2014
Minimal Monday
Even the clouds 
could not conceal
her silver beauty

Still lingering
our morning gift
Bella Luna

Rising sun
kisses her face
she blushes

August 12th, 2014
Heavenly goddess ascends
veiled in glamour
working her celestial magic
Turning night into day
enchanting country roads
now a silvery river
All night she dazzled 
spilling her magic
her pale silhouette remains

August 13th, 2014
Morning Meditation
He sits calmly in the center of chaos
weekly changing of the linens
eyes open~then closed~open again
his purr a chant of contentment
paws kneading quietly~he's at peace
this silver tabby Dalai Lama of cats
accepting change without a fuss
living in the moment~content
nothing disrupts his morning mediation
even the sudden covering of his head
bringing temporary darkness
still he sits and purrs~the embodiment
of serenity~no matter what life brings
there is a lesson to be learned in that


August 14th, 2014
Do they truly exist
in the real world
those nurturing circles
you often read about
women holding hands
inclusive of all~no cliques
tenderly supporting each other
never judging or competing
just sharing comfort and love
with their fellow sisters
or is it just fiction written by
women for women~they themselves
in search of such exquisite tenderness
I often wonder about that

August 15th, 2014
Tonight's forecast
mostly clear with scattered 
Maxfield Parrish clouds

August 16th, 2014
Look for joy
in every day
Fanciful ~I know
but that big teddy 
in the evening sky
holding out his arms
as if to embrace us all
brought a smile to my face
reminding me~there's much joy
to be found in even a cloudy day
regardless of what the daily news
would have us all believe
it's not all gloom and doom
look for joy!!

August 17th, 2014
Tenderly kissed by the rising sun
bright cheerful faces shine
Four o'clocks at Eight o'clock
they care not for the time
They open up their pretty gowns
for all the word to see
their lives are short~but do not frown
soon they'll be spilling seed
On and on the wheel does turn
each year they come anew
they bless us with their loveliness
I'll share this lovely view

Friday, August 1, 2014

August 1st-10th, 2014

August 1st, 2014
Mystical strange beast
found dry on the forest floor
a generous splash of water
some tender loving care
 behold this small miracle
Delicate tentacles unfold
once dry and crisp
now soft to the touch
brought home from the forest
yet reminiscent of the sea
Mind's eye can imagine
this creature beneath the waves
the fishy face~delicate fronds
moving with the sea currents
but no~from up high it fell
Picked up dry and broken
from the dark forest floor
anointed with water at home
watching it come to life
Ming sniffs the withered beast
Can she read their story
absorb the places they've been
will the scent take her away
to wild places~into the canopy
with a perfect bird's eye view 

August 2nd, 2014
Another morning spend dragging heavy hoses
attempting to keep our corner of desert green
it seems a silly task really~but oh how my heart
needs that bit of green to refresh the eye and senses
my roots~still yearning for the verdant land of my birth
So each morning in deep summer~many hours spend
tugging~cursing~moaning~sweat freely pouring down
then my reward~slightest cooling~refreshing
soul and senses~not only for us~but all of nature
sweet winged ones now fly in~whole flocks arrive
Eagerly chattering~their tiny wings nearly grazing
my cheek ~they land in the glistening wet shrubs
wings fluttering as they bathe~refreshing themselves
Bushtits by the dozens~their sweet chirps fill the air
then robins come to scratch the now moist earth
Red breasts glow~heads bob~finding buried treasure
the labor now well worthwhile~our oasis is teeming
seeing us through another summer~one hot day at a time
counting our blessings~fresh water~pumped from the deep
not all are this lucky~giving thanks for this bounty daily

August 3rd, 2014
Seven Word Sunday
Portly visitor
eagerly gathers sweet
bounty within

August 4th, 2014
Eerie arms~dripping lace
reach up into the fog
searching the silvery skies
as if to part the curtain
revealing hidden mysteries
dare we stay and wait
will it be just the hidden sun
or something ominous
sudden evening breeze animates
lace flutters~crow caws
goosebumps form~is it the breeze??

August 5th, 2014
Soft hiss of rain on a cold tin roof
plip plop as it drips off the edge
glistening droplets quivering on leaf's edge
This is the stuff California summer dreams
are made of~unexpected~most welcome
giving heartfelt thanks for our wet reprieve

Imperfect Ten
Not feeling blue
pink tears of joy
honoring the rain

August 6th, 2014
Once upon a time~ in a Northern Kingdom
there lived a dear little princess~loved by all
And no~it's not the one currently occupying
the Firefly Throne~that's Princess Ming Dragon
Sadly the dear Princess of whom I speak
has long outgrown her little Firefly Throne
but once she occupied it quite often
I am speaking of  Princess Plum Blossom
She of the lovely red gold hair and sweet freckles
wearing the silken Crane Kimono~fanning herself
oh how she filled our heart with joy and happiness
curled up~her sweet nose in a book most everyday
As often happens~they do grow up up and away
she's gone now~following the path to a promising future
fairy tales savored~now replaced by serious text books
still her dear memory lingers and makes us smile today
We found her Firefly Throne~tucked away safely
carefully unfolded it~remembering sweet times
she's making her own happiness~Prince optional
may she find joy and live happily ever after

August 7th, 2014
Delicate bones rest on the sand
the illusion of flight remains
though the heart no longer beats

August 8th, 2014
Side by side~ they pose cheerfully
one invited~wearing indigo velvet
the other in white~crashing the party
August 9th, 2014
Inspiration took flight
roosting elsewhere today

August 10th, 2014
Seems eons ago we walked
this monochromatic landscape
undulating toward the sea
Listening to seagulls laugh
breakers rushing in with a roar
dogs barking in the distance
Memory must sustain us now
inland~far from the sea
longing for the song of the beach

August 10th, 2014
In Pursuit of Luna
Following the winding country roads
we drive~ searching for Luna
out there~away from our small valley
It's not to be~tonight clouds bar her way
she struggles~trying to break free
we wait patiently~hoping against hope
Still what a blessing~this lovely breeze
prairie stretching to the far horizon
technicolor sunset blazing to the West
Darkness falls~cricket song fills the night
lone egret stands~his small pond shimmers
two swifts dip and turn~catching dinner
Outlined against the evening sky
suddenly an owl appears
gliding silently across the prairie
What better way to spend a summer night
out here on the wide open land
feeling the gentle night air on our faces