Do we have to be awayto find home? Not the mortgagedtwo cars in the drivewaydouble-income kind of dwelling I’m talking peacein the heart, comfortin the soul, blessed home I have felt Presencein nature, witnessed Spiritin a newborn’s eyes beheld reverence in a dyingsister’s final breath – fleetingglimpses, nothing solid I seek an eternal senseof belonging, […]
To compensate for the obnoxiousexuberanceof my flameI attemptto oversimplify Oh dear!Seems I’ve failedagain… (As a young woman, obnoxious was the word beaus used when breaking up with me. The poem says the rest. Art my own.)
It’s Monday again –days passing throughmy hands like sand,no receptacle in whichto catch the granules –why this sense of urgency? In high school, I played hookywiped away the hours in emptyplaces, sought answers forquestions I could not articulate,chased dust while other formulateddreams – how is this any different? Am I not just recreating the pattern,painting […]
Grandchildren-doesn’t get happier than that!!
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Sure doesn’t. Thanks Tina.
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I’m happy as a lark also when I can get out and experience nature with my camera. 🙂
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I must agree on all your points! Although I know nothing of grandchildren, I know the joy when I see it.
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Thanks Leya.
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I wholeheartedly believe this is more than happiness. Love children and nature.
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Thanks, and I think you are right..more like bliss.
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