You never know what
you will discover when you decide
to go on a walk.
There are times when birds,
such as swallows will cross
your path, and offer you a sense
of freedom and liberation
Giving you grace-
in a world where it's hard to come by
Itis okay to sit and reflect,
you do not have to go at a fast pace,
you can look wherever you want to look,
as long as it doesn't cause anyone harm
Watch them gently touch the water,
and fly to the sky.
This should remind you,
that you are safe.
Columbia South America
So stunning, this inviting street seemed!
With reptilian powers, it crawled into my
imaginative dreams.
I created the people who were living there.
Sipping their dark, magical, delicious Colombian coffee on sun-cooked chairs.
The mens’ sparkling, hypnotic eyes were
far, far, beyond any sensual compare!
I adore going to bed and closing my eyes…
~~If my heart has the courage to dare!~
9/22/2025
Visit my soul Great River of the West.
Come touch my heart with your absolute truth,
Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest.
You teach to forgive; now I, in turn blest
In wisdom of age. My fears you reduce.
Visit my soul Great River of the West.
You nurtured mankind. Suckling your breast,
Any and all, on your western pursuit,
Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest.
Ice-driven turmoil, mountains transgressed,
Laid forth verdant glades, their riches profuse.
Visit my soul Great River of the West.
Your waters and shores corrupting the best,
Your treasures and gifts men tried to seduce,
Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest.
Your praise with my prayer, mine gifts I confess,
The peace of old age, the joys of my youth.
Visit my soul Great River of the West,
Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest.
Ilchee, the "Moon Girl".
She paddled her own canoe ~
Bronze gaze, heart of steel.
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B is for Beautiful British Columbia
R is for the Radiance of my Province
I is for the Inspiring people in my Province
T is for the Talents in my Province
I is for the interests people in my Province have
S is for the Strength people in my Province Have
H is for the Hope people in my Province have
C is for a province full of Caring people
O is for a Province full of Optimism
L is for a Province full of Love
U is for a Province that is full of Unique people
M is for a Province full of Motivation
B is for a Province full of Brightness
I is for a Province full of Integrity
A is for a Province full of Accomplishments and Achievements
Happy BC Day To everyone in the province of British Columbia!!!
As they traveled across the clear blue sky
At 16 minutes they said goodbye
Our loving God our sovereign King
Call them home to be with him
Now with Jesus the seven walk
They smile
they rejoice
They touch his face
They dwell with him in heavenly peace
At 16 minutes they said goodbye
And looked into the Fathers eyes
Yet in a moment Swift in time
Here on earth 1 million tears work right
They left behind family and friends
But God assures us we will see them again
So with hope in our hearts
And tears in our eyes
At 16 minutes we said goodbye
Written Feb. 2003 finally shared today.
When chilled Carolina winds blow,
pecans discarded on ground below,
a thousand eyes are peering down,
on every branch a shattered crown.
Pine boughs clash in windy creak,
woodpeckers juicy worms do seek,
red-tails prowl for their errant prey
while lazy cats sleep day away.
Cooling temps and barbeque grills,
Cocky cheering garnet-black thrills,
College kids jam the local joints,
But it’s getting scary in Five Points.
Around Horseshoe some scholars walk,
while others sprint to professor’s talk,
dreams will recall the old brick walls,
and conjure back these special falls.
COLUMBIA 2003
The seven gaze into the azure haze:
In their prism-sky the heavens seem opening.
All are happy, “We’re going home at last.”
40 miles to Dallas. 1000 to the Cape.
But an infinite distance for these seven,
Glad to see the welcoming arm of Florida :
Below them the sea, and beckoning lights of home.
Pouring white contrail as their souls are released,
Like God’s tears streaming across the Texas sky.
Man-made meteor shower, as Columbia separates itself:
Like an airforce tribute, as the planes fly past and one peels off.
I’M SORRY ABOUT BRITISH COLUMBIA
Sorry but I can’t see much nice about BC
Us prairie boys like skies blue, not cloudy
And our landscapes flatter and taughter
Than those wild mountains of ocean water.
All those moving waves in English Bay
Look to me as if they are coming my way.
And so many trees they just litter the beach.
In the plains we only need a few beech.
BC transport is not a fast mover
And music on the ferry could be louder
Especially from Victoria to Vancouver -
But it does serve the world’s best clam chowder.
Yes I give poetic credit when it’s due
And it happens in my verse plenty of times.
But how can I write nice poems, BC, for you
When places like Tsawwassen have no rhymes?
I saw the Columbia rise today
Majestic through the skies
A fire burning burnt nothing away
A wingless bird before my eyes
And this ship that bears that name
Of the greatest captain who
Sailed abraod in Isabella's name
To find the ancient for new
Perhaps from a static station will see
The weary hearts of men yet
Longing for a richer pole of sea
Unshadowed by functlionless regret
For that small step in the dust of the moon
So long ago has not translated
Into the giant leap from debacle and ruin
As liberal dreamers anticipated.
Time against Nostradamus frenzy moves
Our little flesh ticking away
That Columbia better than Columbus proves
Life is only a dance away.
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