Taste Buds

Taste Buds

Taste BudsWilted lettuce past its prime, The grounds of coffee used once too many times,The sweetness of honey,Raspberries plucked at their peak,Which do you seek?I shy away from bitter—an After taste, that wastes my buds.I appreciate sea salt on freshly baked...
Why Do I Travel?

Why Do I Travel?

Why do I travel?I journey to revealWhat is hidden within me.In another country, I observe.Sit quietly in the present.No one knows my past,Or where I have been.In the moment I meet a countrymen I’m a stranger in their land. Greeting someone unique in time and place....
The Symphony of Life

The Symphony of Life

The Symphony of LifeAs our bones rattleOur blood pulsesOur eyes whisper blinkingAs time moves on.The ringing in our ears Echoes the birds, the buzz ofComputers over bees.Age plays the blues,Th jazz of life improvisedAs time marches on. You can send me comments and...
The Hands

The Hands

Holding HandsDeals have been made with the shaking of a hand.Honor kept by the touching of skin on skin,Eye meeting eyes.A promise valued from a worthy history.When walking hand in handThe offer signals a willingness to trust.A promise to share, give, and...
An Unexpected Gift

An Unexpected Gift

An Unexpected GiftTake this to warm you.A shawl woven in blue and yellowA hand-me down momentWhere eyes met And women connect.A pebble glistening in the sunRainbows of metallic pastsHoned by the river’s edgeA skipping stoneHeart shaped in time and hope.Lichen, crusty...
Where Is Home?

Where Is Home?

Where is Home?Within my walls of skin and bonesI carry all that I need to be at home.As I bend into a tent and extend my limbsMy arms and legs create my base.Sheltered upon the earth, My folded body stretches, holds firm. I rise like a tree, roots embedded.My branches...

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