Walking along the stream the recent rains have left the creek murky and viewing the objects and animals below is impossible…… As I continue walking I can reflect how my life has been on the murky side for the past several months…….but the rains have stopped and the path forward is clearer…… Often in life…

I got use to sitting on a nail……trying to please others and hurting myself … … took a lot of courage and a commitment to live…..and I had the right to expect respect for the things I give….. people were surprised, I had been sitting for so long and they thought I had gotten comfortable….…

That little piece of myself that I was keeping safe…… had to have a prudent reserve…… just in case In case the bottom fell out and I was left alone…..just needed a tether to keep me from falling down but you kept knocking and I resolved to let you in and feeling better about myself……..the…

The fact is that we never stop putting our hands and fingers in things trying to arrange them to our liking…… finger painting sometimes the colors are wrong and we misalign them….creating puddles of confusion…… occasionally we are in harmony and our hands and eyes work together to create pools of possibilities and we see…

When this world does a number on me…….you will find me down by the Sycamore Tree …… through the years I’ve spent many hours there and it’s always been there for me…….my oldest friend, the Sycamore Tree…… A few years ago the river flooded the creek and I was afraid I would lose my tree………

I examine the trees and the nature around me as I stroll through the woods with my dog….. In these winter months everything is stark and rigid ….. bracing for the cold….. but not the evergreen tree….. the wind ruffles its branches and it waves to me in its vivid green……flaunting its defiance of the…

I suppose it sounds crazy……. but perhaps you might understand…….sometimes it seems your arms are always around me……. Everywhere When I go about my day and do the things required of me ………a feeling of care and warmth envelopes me…….. you must have very long arms Not going to spend a lot of time explaining…

We suffer a loss……. Make an attempt to access the cost ……..and try to figure out how we will pay…. Either our math isn’t right or we have lost sight of what our loss was really worth……. We brood and accept defeat……By surrendering to our part……. We miraculously are given a chance for a new…

My sister cares for me though we have different Mothers…….she likes the fact I’m a little whacked that’s why she can relate to me she’s matter of fact no doubt about that and she always shoots straight with me…… I never wonder where’s she’s coming from….. pretty plain to see we have a special love…

The Poet died when what you did…….. didn’t match what you said….. the poet died when he realized you didn’t know him and he left the door unlocked and open…… the poet died when he adored you and gave you his heart and you either forgot it’s value or never assigned any value to it…