The kneads of the day – A Poem

Give us this day, The kneads of the day: Oceans to breathe, A shelter to sleep in safety, Living water, A cloak to wear, Necessary food, Trees to admire, Kind words to speak, Words of love, Meaningful work, The privilege of health, A place to belong, And when trials/trails slow our pace, To be carriedContinue reading “The kneads of the day – A Poem”

Blood Oranges – A Poem

Pulmonary sketched orbs of unsung valor, Pour into nature’s beaker, Its magenta vermilion nectar. Blood oranges, blushingly shy visitors To the citrus family mansion, Thirsting to fit in, With cousins green limes and lemon. Not to mention, Famous step-sister yellow orange – Whose pulpacious personality, a family tradition. Differences aside, when tangy juice is atContinue reading “Blood Oranges – A Poem”

Rainbows – A Poem

Perhaps rainbows warm the heart, As tantalizing specters of curved sunlight, Or, because of the magical way that at just the right angle, With the Sun watching your back, Heavenly tapestry creates an earthly spectacle. Or, because somewhere deep within, They are moments for one. Between the universe and you alone. A reminder of aContinue reading “Rainbows – A Poem”

The Ocean? – A Poem

What do eyes see, The sunrise painting the Sea. Pale blue waves cresting the horizon, So mesmerizing one can almost hear the tide rising. Local birds glide in the updraft like seagulls diving. While an inlet forms in a nearby cloud’s center core, Tiny waves nipping at the bar’s shore. The true Ocean is notContinue reading “The Ocean? – A Poem”

Serendipity – A stream of Unconscious Poem

Perhaps, start reading that book You’ve only given its cover a look Create that cabinet space From that centuries-old lace Roam somewhere new outdoors Enjoy its woodland moors Shop for that small un-necessity You’ve told your mind is an impossibility But thoughts of it are shear serendipity Play your favorite old songs Without Alexa orContinue reading “Serendipity – A stream of Unconscious Poem”

Thoughts from a raining day indoors – A Poem

Kick back and stare up at the clouds, They know how to hang out. Take fish photos near a teaming ocean inlet – “The fish don’t mind water; they’re already wet.” Listen to herding rain bleating on the window pane. Sleep eyed raindrops whisper to the snooze button again and again. Rest, the gracious interiorContinue reading “Thoughts from a raining day indoors – A Poem”