Ever listen to the weather channel?
Partly clowww deee
I hear the mechanical voice say
My life is partly
clowww deee
with reflections of cold, steel gray
With an occasional punch
of glow, orange and bright
to make it through the day
Summer… Has finally begun A little bit late in coming But I can feel it moving Under my feet Like a gliding walkway Oh, how I prefer The steady floor Where I decide The speed to go Time… Take a closer look Or don’t look at all Close your eyes Feel it Settle yourself Because…
I’ve been trying to get my act together enough to write a blog post for a week now, which is about how long it’s been since I entered another sick-and-tired cycle. I can barely put two thoughts together. When I don’t feel well, it’s frequently because of something I’ve eaten or something else that has triggered…
Disturbance ~ the interruption of a settled and peaceful condition; the breakdown of law-abiding behavior; the feeling that comes from life simply not going as planned…
I love digging my hands into dirt. Breaking up rich, sticky clumps and pushing through the top layers to make room for a new plant, I feel connected to earth, sun, and seasons. I find it miraculous that a teeny-tiny seed when planted and nurtured becomes a plant that produces food.
April is just about over. Only one more poem to go after this one. Although it’s been quite the challenge, I’ve had fun so I think I’ll still throw poems into my posts, maybe once a week. The month of May I’m declaring as Focus on Healthy Habits month. Yee Haw! Doesn’t that sound fun!…
This is what I saw On one of my walksA week agoBefore it hit the 80s A giftNo matter howMany timesI see I see with wonder Amazement And a contented sigh Poetry in motionA synchronized swim “Who is their choreographer?”The girls wanted to know.
