open yourselves and blossom carefully,
the light fades, the earth turns cold–
prepare to conserve your energy
and quietly await the next season
The Light
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Vacant
i found her there–
waiting,
watching,
willing
me to come closer–
and listen
to the silence,
to the semblance,
to the unspoken
and stifled–
trapped,
tramped,
tapped
and forever vacant
Shadows
in the evening light–
shadows speak
Mountain Laurel
the laurel looked so beautiful in the
slanted rays of the afternoon–
so enticing
and lovely,
i could almost feel the analgesics
numbing arthritic pain,
silencing soft and sorrowful broken hearts
Chosen
you were ready to be chosen,
and so,
i chose you
Ordinary Days
unfurl–
lift yourself to the sun’s stunning rays
with all the dazzling hopes and gauzy dreams
set before you on these beautiful, ordinary days
Recently
Smooth Ella Fitzgerald,
and classic Doobie Brothers,
clay beads and wooden beads
and bright brass beads,
old postcards, antique shops and small flower shops,
tuna steaks and asparagus with cheese
and churros with sugar and sweet, strong coffee,
marigolds and long yellow petals and tiny baby’s breath
and small pine cones that trail blue feathers
The Moment
we take the steps one by one,
stone by stone,
inch by inch,
struggling to reach the top
or clumsily landing at the bottom–
but it is the climbing,
the effort,
the pregnant promise of the actual moment
that will light the way
Thistle
your thorns only add to your beauty
Medieval Woman
imagine her stepping silently in robes of violet velvet,
amid stone hallways and green gardens,
her heart pulsing through the ages,
in me and perhaps in you–
alive and well
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