i am
catching memoriesas they pass byglimpsing whispersof goodbyeto heram i Continue reading i am
Category: poetry
are they u s
for the cacophony a travesty of winning delusional greatness to distractfrom their molotov cocktailscatastrophe entangling them u s you in his derived lies he tells them to u s too we you pawned for putins puppet just to prop uphis profit are we u s you laughing at them as they at u s in this perverse universe led down Pennsylvania Avenue by a broke … Continue reading are they u s
endings at the lake
late Summer passes bywith Monarchs on the Erie breezewatching geese and gullssailboats wanderon the horizononly blue skywaves lapping at the shorethe umbrella tumbles byas we soak up the raysburned bellies be damnedwe saysplashing in the warm watersin these last days *** Photos taken September 5th, 2019 – Port Stanley, Ontario, Canada – on the Lake Erie Shore *** Continue reading endings at the lake
what am i?
secretspacesrechargebetweenbreezesevadetime Continue reading what am i?
and there i was down that crazy river
preaching my gospelthe ragehis betrayaloh, that ragethis new friend knew all to wellthough her skepticism dripped, she didn’t believe that it would ever let her gojust one year onburied understillfresh in its certaintywhere mine had burned awaylong agobrought forthfor her to seehow i used to bethe vows we brokealong with my heartyet it was no longer the boss of meand turning to leave,i had to … Continue reading and there i was down that crazy river
lines written sitting out on my stoop
i am carried away by her voice out in my wabi-sabi garden away from the potholes of ignorance and sociopaths smiles holding loft a baby child, a pawn for his campaign so i need the prayer of a guy named Dante whilst the cicada’s hum i watch the wind move the fountain grass listening to tales of a Highwayman the music flows out the door … Continue reading lines written sitting out on my stoop
another
at walmartand a festival another high schoolpraying in churchin the first gradeat a moviewhile at workat the collegein Americafrom sea to shining seain Americamore slaughterdripping bloodon the red, white and bluebut does it matter tothat presidentwho commands their fatehe who worships goldhe was bought and soldon corporate greedfor foreign soiland dreams of coaljust thoughts and prayershe deceivesjust pretends to caremaking America greatfor more terrorists of … Continue reading another
self care in times of despair
when in despairget out in the fresh airunderneath the treessmell the breezeget awaythen returnto fightor, just try to be a lightas the moon illuminate the darker waysfor those who share the path with you Continue reading self care in times of despair
over me
illuminatedby a butterfly and beeof an enchantment Continue reading over me
watching the light again
watching the light again as it plays with the ruby fountain grass illuminating a spider in its web underneath the black walnut tree in between walking the dog in the morning light dishes don’t get done cause i am drawn back to watching the light again in my temenos in meditation a blessing but I putter away the day i do the things clean the … Continue reading watching the light again
9 years since his very last birthday
and the day goes by with a sigh this one with sunshine sparkling through the leaves as i watch a tiger swallowtail butterfly as it flits by to and fro and i know he whispers hi, goodbye to me #FOWC Continue reading 9 years since his very last birthday
one June day in my garden
the sun dances thru and they go away he, she, them all, everyone the morning light drifts into the high afternoon across the sky and the dove coos her mourning as evening light descends till the western glow of it setting and the Cardinals sing a tune dog barks, voices from the street, laughter drifts in to my secret hideaway in this in-between watching the … Continue reading one June day in my garden
by PaulaB 