Spring Light

Where Has My Inspiration Gone?

Where has my inspiration gone?
Away with the hawk cry
Perched on top of the Redwoods

Lost in the summer sunsets
Wild pink and blue fires
That faded into a billion stars

How could I turn my back on you?

The moment I watched
Tiny grey and black sparrows
Bathing in an old fountain

Moved to tears-
Their simple joy
And sweet vibrations

The young buck deep in the forest
We stared at each other
Eyes as curious as mine

I thought of Claude and knew God was near

The black squirrel
Bounding and dancing
Through the branches of aged Oaks

Where has my inspiration gone?

Only wandering…

Hawk cry,
Wild sunsets,
Curious buck,
Black squirrel

Claude’s last breath…

In God
In Me.

Love From a Sunbeam

on tiptoe
into my arms
love from a sunbeam

Today I Watched Blackbirds

Today I watched blackbirds-

Dashing this way and that through the hot summer night.
Intrigued I was by their thin red strips
That blurred with the deep blue sky; their wings in flight.

Lying on my back
My shoulders melting into warm concrete
The grass slippery and cool on the tips my feet

My arms out to the side; supported
Alive and lifted: the blackbirds and me
Drunk on the slight heaviness of dusk and bay breeze.

A song
A melody
My lungs full of its sweetness…

Today I watched blackbirds-

expanding into summer air
sunset and thin red strips
my freedom, tonight