poetry pantry – penned in moon dust

Without You #mothersday #poetry

some children fall in the cracks swept up in loving arms (for you) mothering comes easy loving is never a “task” Grandmothers take small hands steer us clear of life’s storm water their little one’s garden never says “can’t” always “Can” her memory flows over sweetly wishing she still was near heaven is everContinue reading “Without You #mothersday #poetry”

Found in the Forest #poetry #photography

I stop… mesmerized sunshine reaches down they’re holding hands radiance from the ground I stand… reaching with my eyes I soak in warmth kneel where nature lies I breathe…silence listen to holy teaching never quite the same for truth I’m always seeking Sharing with the poets at Poet’s United – Sunday’s Poetry Pantry always hasContinue reading “Found in the Forest #poetry #photography”

As You Walked Out The Door #Holidays #children #poem

My eyes glinted the stars caught it the misty tear “goodbye” I tried so hard to hide * The first time you waved that winning smile followed my heart couldn’t believe I’d get used to watching you leave * your deep voice fills the rooms in memory’s spaces and I fight back dreams to shrinkContinue reading “As You Walked Out The Door #Holidays #children #poem”

Chasing the Clouds #photography #poetry

just out of reach out of breath for trying you give me quite a race to the end of the day * just out of reach behind the sun is shining the outline finger traced you beckon me to play * just out of reach my will is bent on flying to meet you inContinue reading “Chasing the Clouds #photography #poetry”

Fleurs for Mother’s Day #poetry #mom #mothersday

Her smile gives me cause to grin I’d pick a handful of every fragrance put them in a vase make the perfect card she’d remember my silly face with cake batter hands making her a mother’s day surprise catching laughter in her eyes swallowing up mother’s day memories again *** I couldn’t ruin flowers inContinue reading “Fleurs for Mother’s Day #poetry #mom #mothersday”

Something Old, New, Borrowed, PINK #poetry #photography

What am I to wear season passed beneath the snow ugly bulky winter fare I will sing a lovely tune to bring a smile to his face not noisy as the summer festoon none other than fragrance of spring a dash of a tango might I borrow fairy wing? midnight song will I falsetto sing fresh lightContinue reading “Something Old, New, Borrowed, PINK #poetry #photography”