Verse - Mother Nature

Mother nature is my mother and the earth is my father; the sun, the moon and the stars are my brothers and sisters.

Their love is wrapped around me and keeps me warm in their embrace.

I bathe in the rain and sleep in the meadow. The sweet smells intoxicate my senses.

Dreams of flowers and gardens, of forests and streams of mountains and valleys; of heat and cold.

Sharing the glow with those I touch and hope in return that they share the nudge.

I twirl and twirl unable to stop and finally pause afraid I'll drop....

Fear not, no more, for the bed is soft. Sweet slumber embraces as sweet straw in the loft.

My family is here and will never be gone. Tall trees to lean on will ever be strong.

I am always welcome as the world is my house. With roads to travel as if just a mouse.

We came from one but many we are. If you want to be loved don't look too far.

Love yourself first and be so true, the glow you project is who you are.

Verse - Reflections in the Mirror

I had a family once, so very long ago
I haven't seen them for such a long time
and often ponder to wonder where did they go

I had a Mother and Father and Sister and Brother
Such like Dick, Jane, Sally, Puff and Spot
We sat together at dinner
and were taught to use our fork, knife and spoon

The children were dressed in their Sunday best at Easter
and the adults would sing songs in the quiet of the house
We sat on Santa's lap and took sleigh rides at Christmas
And then all of a sudden we ate our pet goose for dinner

I pretended I didn't know and told myself it was ok
but I knew deep in my heart that something was wrong
What happened to our pet we will never know
and what happened to our family time will show

Soon thereafter more things were kept quiet
no more shopping trips with Mother
Just trips to strange places with strange people
and then trips without us and then she was gone

What drove her away and to her final place to stay
her final resting place, no more serious and no more play
What monster did the unthinkable and hurt us all
By the look in his eyes or the blood on the wall

Where did my family go, far corners of the earth
The children were strong and had children to birth
Who's left to cling too, to continue the broken story
Only those brave enough to value their worth.

For "Dee"...circa 1970"s

Lioness


A lioness runs to a cave seeking shelter

The keeper of the cave feeds her

He is lonely and needs her closeness

She reciprocates with love for she feels his need

The cave becomes tiring

The keeper won't let her out

He's afraid she won't come back

He has made it so

The lioness would have returned out of desire

Now she runs from the fear of captivity

Fate has traded love unfairly.

Austin, Texas October 2009-Photography

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Reflections regarding commonallity

So what do we have in common and who do we have these things in common with? Our age? Man or Woman? Children or no children. Grandchildren or no grandchildren. The list is huge, so there really isn't an excuse to be lonely, unhappy or unfulfilled.

What responsibility do we have to ourselves? If we don't venture out, nothing lost, nothing gained!

Human kind would not have survived, in fact they would have starved if they did not seek nourishment. Was it dangerous, frightening, overwhelming, death defying? Yes, but absolute death and vanquish would have been eminent had they not sought nourishment. Mental, emotional and physical, it all has the same weight on the scales of survival.