Live The Vibrant Life
The World on my wall is a majestic escape when I’m lying in bed on difficult days.
A natural scene full of wonder and charm to calm my heart in the midst of the storm.
To mothers who aren’t mothers yet I’m one of you, part of the set Of women who with empty arms And aching hearts, and wistful charm Long to hold a babe so sweet Next to your breast with love replete
To Everything there is a season,
Someone wiser than me has said
Spring when you wake in the morning,
Winter when you go to bed.
Sometimes the heart must ache
So the soul can find its way
“Fool,” said my Muse. “Look in thy heart and write.” ~ Sir Philip Sidney
Oh my frenzied mind,
Let go calmly, deliberately, thoughtfully
Of cares beyond thy sphere.
Center the immediate moment;
Relish the color & taste of today…
In the very end, civilizations perish because they listen to their politicians and not to their poets. ~ Jonas Mekas
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. ~ Robert Frost
My mouth can’t help but curve upward even in hiding.
Hope skips counterpoint to each heartbeat at every encounter.
Crow’s feet crinkle in greeting every chance they get.
I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden Daffodils…