Thursday, September 20, 2018
Sunday, August 26, 2018
Thursday, August 23, 2018
Thursday, August 9, 2018
HOW CLOSE IS THE FIRE?
A fire is burning 40 miles from your home
in Southern CA and yet you feel it. Nature
has a way of showing us its scary side.
The sun is red during the day and at dusk
all is quiet and animals are mostly hiding.
We walk; we witness.
A cell phone can't see what you do.
A short night walk.
in Southern CA and yet you feel it. Nature
has a way of showing us its scary side.
The sun is red during the day and at dusk
all is quiet and animals are mostly hiding.
We walk; we witness.
A cell phone can't see what you do.
Even a small cave rat is cautious.
A short night walk.
Everything changes in the fire air.
A lady is coming back from walking her small dog. "Makes me want
to get down on my knees" she says. "Could be the end, you know?"
What will we learn from all these fires?
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Twilight Time
The last night of July 2018 . . .
The twilight sunset lasts only minutes and changes as we
drink it in. We should know that we can't hold beauty forever.
In reverie an old song from The Platters plays in our mind.
Can you hear it?
Heavenly shades of night are falling, it's twilight time
Out of the mist your voice is calling, it's twilight time
When purple colored curtains mark the end of day
I'll hear you, my dear, at twilight time
Out of the mist your voice is calling, it's twilight time
When purple colored curtains mark the end of day
I'll hear you, my dear, at twilight time
Deepening shadows gather splendor as day is done
Fingers of night will soon surrender the setting sun
I count the moments darling till you're here with me
Together at last at twilight time
Fingers of night will soon surrender the setting sun
I count the moments darling till you're here with me
Together at last at twilight time
Here, in the afterglow of day, we keep our rendezvous beneath the blue
Here in the same and sweet old way, I fall in love again as I did then
Here in the same and sweet old way, I fall in love again as I did then
Deep in the dark your kiss will thrill me like days of old
Lighting the spark of love that fills me with dreams untold
Each day I pray for evening just to be with you
Together at last at twilight time
Lighting the spark of love that fills me with dreams untold
Each day I pray for evening just to be with you
Together at last at twilight time
Here, in the afterglow of day, we keep our rendezvous beneath the blue
Here in the sweet and same old way, I fall in love again as I did then
Here in the sweet and same old way, I fall in love again as I did then
Thursday, July 12, 2018
Summer Colors
What are the colors of summer 2018?
Well, yes, this summer everything is hot
--sometimes more than we can handle--it seems.
Politics or weather take your choice.
Freedom & Justice & Stawberry Fields
forever?
Let's remember:
Strawberries come from fields
Someone needs to pick those berries
Let us give thanks
Friday, June 15, 2018
A Beach Day
This blog has been on an extended
"Beach Day"-- which is not to say
that I have been on vacation . . . so
Dana Point, CA
Here are some of the recent publications where my poems and images can be found. I offer this list with gratitude and a shout out to some awesome editors.
Now back to that beach.
Summer vacation is happening, schools are out for many, and going to the beach becomes a ritual, especially for the young. Be happy and enjoy!
(Do remember that sun-screen. Otherwise, some of us may be forced to show you the damage unprotected sun bathing can bring on later in your life.)
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