Winter Wisdom Poems

The sadness of getting lonely, weary and old
is none other than the anguishing thought,
we can't avoid feeling or mentioning at all cost;
daily unrest triggers the...

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I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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I lay bare on the burden of time, scraping away the residue that is stuck on my mind, the fear of yesterday had gone away...

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I saw a nest today --
first new for the year;
Colorful, feathered architects
a-flit and a flutter...
weaving, securing,
sharing a cheerful, chirping,
instinctive mating mutter -- 

though the calendar...

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J is for joy, the feeling of a new year
A is for adventure, the promise of the unknown
N is for nature, the beauty of winter
U...

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a book …

waits a gaze …
to feed the hungry
starvation by ignorance and ill ids
(neglect, the inadvertent symptom, devouring)
it has done so for time immeasurable -
edges...

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As I take a book off the shelf,
many questions I ask myself.
What is life all about,
as I read I have many a doubt.
"Our differences are...

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"In the midst of winter I found there was within me an invincible summer.
That makes me happy because it says that no matter how hard...

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EarthTribe dancing divas
still indulge emphatic circling
meditations

Dogmatically embodying
mindful medications

Producing peaceful pleasures
spiraling passions
against war's relentless anti-paradise

Dancing resiliently within
organic drama
while resonantly without
systemic trauma

Right hand 
and foot 
open out
in...

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snowy owl's feathers, 
soft and white as winter snow, 
silent sentinel…...

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Rest assured wisdom is found within the act of hibernation. Regeneration 
of the Alls creation is to be sought with none around. Removing the sounds
&...

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Autumn grieves for summer,
Whispering her anguish to the morning,
Sighing sorrow, a heart torn, 
Sorrow born from the dying leaves,
Rustling in the winds who sing…

Melancholy, darkness...

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"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller


Like...

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My eyes though open, stay closed to limiting
views
while I'm being moved by the unseen to any
level I choose
Knowing this life in which we live is...

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My favored Muse
mysteriously asks
muted
kinda sexist
win/lose 
either/or 
complex bilateral questions.

Oppositional
defiant
nearly despairing quests
exploring why I have yet to find
Faith
Hope
or delightful Joy
as names for a boy

Who might be...

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