designing basics
circle, square, the triangle’s lure
shapes simple and pure
designing basics
circle, square, the triangle’s lure
shapes simple and pure
cashier’s cottage
drive-thru banking parks the car
retired piggy bank
pregnant rosie dines
nature’s secret in her eyes
life’s cycle unwinds
swaying moss-draped trees
the distant cries of seagulls
one-room schoolhouse stands
smoother over time
the sandpaper of the sea
washes over thee
shapes twist in my gaze
bending lines in a strange maze
looking up sideways
by the water’s edge
a stroke of loneliness hits
a small pine drowning
psychedelic tones
fingers dance across the frets
1960s rock
whispering oak trees
shadows dance ‘neath worn porch boards
southern secrets sleep
lotus petals bloom
buddha’s teachings gently guide
peace flows from within
like gentle corkscrews
with playful swirls, twists, and turns
goose feathers with curls
in a dream, i heard
victrola and mandolin
amidst forest green
petals unfurling
watching life’s steps, unpacking
birth, midlife, and death
tire chick’s proud workplace
painted old tires stacked in place
sun hat, tweety face
from the ocean’s depth
to the photographer’s hands
deep sea treasure found
paths left behind fade
silent phones and empty chairs
new roads to be paved
which came first they ask
chicken or egg, a debate
nature’s mystery
tulip symphony
like a curtsy in the vase
petals bend and bow
soft petals unveil
tones and shades with dots of black
monotone tulips
a rock above trees
against a vast open sky
sits big staring back
built only to serve
not just stone, metal and glass
angel of the coast
a vase of flowers
in shades and tints of dutch blue
tea cups and saucers
along my journey
slash pines and palm trees reach out
in the morning fog
the cloudy night sky
holds the soft glow of the moon
in graceful silence
she’s imagining
silk strings and dark warm cedar
conversing through song
day surrenders night
and above a calming sea
the full moon shines bright
curiosity
elegant agility
life as a house cat
a scaffold building
spider orbits his web space
this autumn evening
fluttering around
delicate beauty and joy
butterflies are free
how elegantly
the butterfly touches down
tiny feet on pink
dancing dragonfly
ballerina on trapeze
twirling the clothesline
if not woodpecker
tapping on old oak, no sound
at the tiny house
morning walk enjoyed
with sweet greetings from graceful
baby deer and mom
look into my eyes
taco cat, spell it backward
look into my eyes
meeting of the minds
two heads are better than one
or a lot of bull
along the roadside
a tattered sign to nowhere
pointing to the moon
little finch watches
all day from the birdhouse roof
parking lot people
flex, turn, tilt; color
moving at the speed of light
through my water glass
please do not stir fry
or serve sliced and diced with rice
Princess prefers life
drifting clouds descend
a quiet lonesome city
empty brick boxes
there comes a time for
realigning your journey
reflective moments
springtime bouquet with,
‘pleased to meet you’ sunflowers
life’s joys in a vase
bronze sunset begins
water ripples grow and fade
wings silently sleep
lens and pen artists
who’d grown to become mothers
simpler days held close
the katydids’ sing
among swaying seas of grass
as i walk their path
look-in and gaze-in
a-wait-in for the next urge
‘tween must-have cat naps
in Colorado
on a steep sloping hill stands
a world of comfort
the colors of faith
casting hints, tints, tones, and hues
on the believers
like a sailing ship
on a vast and changing sea
so too is my life
a spiral staircase
in a shell, in the cosmos
divine calculus