Ah spring fancy dresses are shaken out girl’s eyes flutter there’s no doubt waiting for the the band to begin * the dance floor full of hope hard work of building complete so the weary can get off their feet moves come naturally * fluttering wings of all sizes white and yellow butterflies flit brightContinue reading “His Eye is on the Sparrow #sundaydevotion”
They’ve made sunshine artificial cellophane contains rainforest mist we tread never ending stairway all that’s living sorely missed * music tuned on rounds of plastic nature sneers in futility baulks nothing here really matters our food source comes fresh from a box * green is just another color nothing in the dirt is real silkContinue reading “Fresh! #agriculture #poetry #photography”
Your large eyes wide open like saucers empty hands longing to be held one look into the world you can feel it “Hunger” a gasp needing to be expelled * Have your lips tasted more than sawdust? Has your heart been over filled with warmth? Do you circle life in desperation ever seeking shelter fromContinue reading “Can’t You See the Hunger? #poetry #homeless”
Most of us have encountered the homeless. What do you do????
My senses tell me first something fragrant is stirring I try not to imagine what the neighbor is cooking my salivary glands haven’t a care they’re not looking spicy, strong smells fill the air * carried away on a magic carpet distant lands of curries and cayenne peppers autumn colors of paprika and tumeric darkContinue reading “For the love of… Food #poetry #photography”
“Ignorant fool” she laughed raising her glass “will women never learn? he loves the smorgasboard taste this feast on that at evening’s end he always goes home alone to belch up his dessert of red heads, blondes, brunettes take it all of them” she flings the contents of her wine glass to the silenced oneContinue reading “A Toast to – wine, women and … #poetry”
Can you smell it, feel it, hear it? Of course I can It’s the senses of Christmas Gingerbread and shortbread in the oven Pine from the tree Spices of hot cider congealing Seasoned wood on the fire Bing Crosby singing with his smooth as scotch voice one more thing Our Family gathered enjoying being togetherContinue reading “The Senses of Christmas #flashfiction #Christmas”
Did you ever think what happens one or two days after you deliver the bountiful basket of groceries for a family in need? I have held both ends of the basket. I’ve delivered many baskets and received many too. I know the feeling as a child to see the delivery from kind hands and hearts.Continue reading “The Day After… ( look at the poor during the #holidays)”