Sun Clouds
11 May 2018 Leave a comment
in Haiga, Haiku, Poetry, senryu Tags: a moment, alive, daughter, haiga, Haiku, light, love, memories, motherhood, nature, petals, sky, spring
Desire
18 Feb 2018 Leave a comment
in Poetry, taiga, Tanka Tags: a moment, breeze, light, magnolia, nature, poetry, spring, taiga, tanka
Openness
06 Feb 2018 Leave a comment
in Haiga, Haiku, Poetry, senryu Tags: beauty, light, mist, nature, opening, petals, rose, spring, vulnerability
Spring Light
06 Feb 2018 Leave a comment
in Haiga, Haiku, Poetry, senryu Tags: a moment, alive, childhood, daughter, haiga, joy, light, love, motherhood, peace, spring
Light WithinÂ
02 Jun 2017 Leave a comment
in Haiga, Haiku, micropoetry, Poetry, senryu Tags: friend, grateful, haiga, Haiku, light, love, nature, poetry
Beginnings
18 Feb 2017 Leave a comment
in Haiga, Haiku, micropoetry, Poetry, senryu Tags: beginnings, haiga, Haiku, light, poetry, senryu
My Real Name
02 Jul 2016 Leave a comment
in micropoetry, Poetry, Small stones Tags: beautiful, blue eyes, brave, bright, gently, healed, light, love, resilient, river, sky, strong
My real name is Blue Eyes and the light of the universe has shined through them from the very beginning.
My mother calls me Fear like when you are about to jump into the unknown.
My husband calls me New Beginnings; a new day with hot sweet coffee.
My daughter calls me Bright Smile, I take in the scent of her long blond hair.
The skies call me Colorful; purple and orange wildflowers covering the side of the hill.
The river calls me Gentle-the white calla lily growing on its banks.
The hawk calls me Brave, I hear in its cries over head.
My father calls me Sorrow, his little girl with curls crying, bruised, and afraid.
My past calls me Broken, however Chicago calls me Resilient and Strong.
San Francisco calls me Beautiful, I am healing and accepted.
God calls me Bright Light and the love of the universe shines through my soul.
Kindness
12 Nov 2014 2 Comments
in Haiga, Haiku, Poetry Tags: friend, haiga, Haiku, kindness, light, nahaiwrimo, poetry
Dew Drops
17 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: dance, dew drops, light, motherhood, poetry, sparkle
My little Addy
The way she sparkles
And spins in her pink dress
Dew drops
The first light of day
Her smile
To be alive
With her is a gift
A blessing
A wish fulfilled
The light in her eyes
A part of me
That wasn’t lost
The way I sparkled too-
spring light
we dance
in dew drops
The Light I Stand In
17 Oct 2013 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: bright, light, moon, nature, poetry, sky
How bright, The light I stand in-
It falls on my toes; a splash it goes
And sways on sails of red,
And white,
And green.
I reach towards it; sky slips through my palms
And dips down large pink vines.
I gaze up to dome of blue and ask day moon-
What am I to be?
A short time I sit; eyes fixed on a tiny gold bird.
A quick breeze and I am brought back to bright sails
Of sky, and vines; a splash on my toes
How bright, The light I stand in.