Monthly Archives: February 2015

Wednesday Waters

Have you heard the string of pearls Just beyond the wall? Large beads, small beads Some you can’t see at all. But listen closely as they fall Along the rippled wall. Watch the collected droplets flow In the trail that … Continue reading

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Tuesday’s Tidbit

Tip, tip, tip, tap Click, click, click, snap One up, two up, Now it’s three Words march on while The keys take turns With their rat-a-tat-tat Nouns, verbs, prepositions This and that String them together Line by line What’s the … Continue reading

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Monday Moment

Another day, a holiday Just an ordinary Monday Sunrise paints the sky Sunset’s time to rest What was accomplished Was a bit more Than the earlier day’s chores. What to expect? A chance to reflect Before doing it all Once … Continue reading

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Sunday Snapshot

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Saturday Snapshot

From the archives.

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Friday Fast One

From the archives – 2013 Piece by piece Bit by bit To see the city Where to sit? On the waves Or in the air? Perhaps by trolley… Do you care To explore this place Bit by bit See it … Continue reading

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Thankful Thursday

(From the archives – 2013) No, that isn’t how the mountain is now, But I’m thankful that the snow hasn’t really hit the ground. For days of rain are fine by me (Granted, should feel sad for those who can’t … Continue reading

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Wednesday Waters

Corals of creativity await At the bottom of the sea Patiently waiting To speak to the dreamers to be In between the folds and Vibrating, rolling currents Are the keepers of the scale Taking the time in stride Enter their … Continue reading

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Fallen Star

Seeds of imagination Glitter in the skies above Until we pocket them Once caught in a velvet glove What happens to the glimmering seed When it gets ignored? Faded, jaded, forgotten Until it turns to stone? How many shards Have … Continue reading

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Monday Moment

Seedlings tick first, then second Gathering towards minute leaves That become the hour round For the hands branch off And occasionally salute The seasons pulsing by Although the face be twelve What ripples on is Of our selves

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