Simple Songs of Truth

Play for me! Strum on silvery strings! Old golden hymns of ancient Truth… Soul calming song, fly on Dove wings! Remind me of all eternity’s worth! Tell me of the miracle only Love brings!   Spirit’s joy, lifted by Heaven’s mirth! Saintly song across the ages still rings… Encircling all of history’s wide girth! Jesus … More Simple Songs of Truth

Winter’s Artist

The budding artist that never quite blossomed into fame is that eccentric old woman. I am her and she is me and the hardest part about being her is accepting her. Once active hands and mind used to create things of beauty now, often lie in rest or are consumed with self-care. However, that eternal … More Winter’s Artist

Menagerie

Welcome to the menagerie of my mind! Collection I have traversed time to find! Untamed creatures a one of every kind! Circus of dreams ideas in passion I bind! My wild imagination I sent to be refined; High Def exaggeration in story entwined; Dash o’ rose hint o’ lime polished shined! This, my life’s work … More Menagerie

The Meaning of Color

The weaving of chartreuse and lavender is a matter of opinion, A controversy over the many shades of spring! Summer moods are translated through subtle hues of vermillion, Passion’s peak of heat that red-oranges bring! Autumn sets color free speech in primary hues of truth dominion, Enter souls by eye-gate beauty inspire to sing! Color … More The Meaning of Color

Survivor’s Prayer

If I am still alive when the bitter cloud passes, may I not I not be found stubbornly clinging to the storm because I’ve adapted myself to misery. Instead, may I celebrate in sunlight as I embrace the sparkling new day the sun reveals. Let me move forward to clean up the damage left by … More Survivor’s Prayer

Primrose Dream

Enchanted by a Primrose dream in June… A perfect dewy morn, Sun adorns! I awake by Meadowlark tune! No summer will I scorn! Take my hand old man, still a honeymoon… Our old love newly born, In every passing season and many a moon! Every wrinkle care-worn, My dear old man hold me and let’s spoon! … More Primrose Dream

Twenty-Five Minutes

A lovely little stroll on the edge of consciousness… Fading out and then fading in… Gathering memories from dreams of Yester-lore… Reality blocked seeps back in… Blend time outside of time, a bit of Heaven’s rest… Slip away preparing to slip in… Twenty-five minutes of Paradise others call a nap!