Tuesday, October 4, 2011

More poems...

Morning Walk #7

The sign says
Trees leaning toward roadway”
They look like the crest of a wave
The sea
In a tree.

Morning Walk #8

We put seashells on our windowsill
Around the garden
And in our bathroom.
We wonder if it’s a trap
Like for lobsters and crabs.
But we don’t mind
Being caught.
We have seashells in our pockets.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Morning Walk #4

This morning I saw the sea.
With white ruffles
Sparkles of gold
Hints of green like I’ve never seen
A blue to see through.
Today I will dress myself
In the colors of the sea
And invite myself
To an afternoon tea.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Morning Walk #3

I’m not there
I can meet the sky.
I’m not there
Where thinking
Is an option.
I’m not there where
The ocean and I
See eye to eye.
I’m not there where my soul
Has wings.

Friday, August 12, 2011

I have become addicted to ETSY.

I immerse myself in the bountiful creativity.  I laugh too, at the genius living there.  Treasury Lists take me to places that I couldn’t find on my own, like knowledgeable tour guides that show you secret places.  And yes, I keep my favorites. They are listed under the heart so that I can visit them often.  Today I made my second Treasury List.  It is called Fantasy Favorites and is what I want right now.  To get there, go to Etsy.com, scroll down to Treasury on the left side, click on it, type "Fantasy Favorites" in the search box.  Be sure to get lost while you are looking.  Find something that speaks to you...

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

2 Poems?

I have been walking to the beach every morning and thinking about things....

Morning walk #1
Pippi weighs 8lbs 13ozs and she barks at the ocean.
I think that she thinks
It will answer her.
Nothing has prepared her for this.
Not the joggers that come too close,
Or the other dogs that get in her way on city sidewalks.
It does not respond to her voice but repeats its own refrain.
The waves roll in and she runs out, creating her own song.  Soon they are dancing together. 

Morning Walk #2
There is time to find beach glass.
No need to bow
It will be there when I find it.
For now, I look out.
Tall back, long neck,
Shoulders released.
To where
Is time.