Feather in the Wind
Some days it seems we are a feather in the wind We start out somewhere, never knowing our end Can you gather the scattered feather nowLong carried by the wind; I don’t see how We cannot recoup the years flow...
Rainy Day Dream
On a rainy day, I dream awayBecause I can’t go out and play I’m building a home on a hillside ridgeWith a trail below, across a wooden bridge The burning soft glow of the sun when it risesIt makes me...
Indian Paintbrush
The Navajo woman saw beauty all around. She would weave the beauty she saw growing on the ground. Her Poles staked out and measured to height on the Upright looms with no moving parts to fight Her eyes would slowly...
Changing
I’m looking at the flowers by the fieldspinning, spinning, trying not to yield The wind isBlowing, blowingThem away It seems like beauty always walks away I’m not sure why it makes me sad at allThe winds are bringing in a colorful...
Bouncing Betty
All flowers get their name from someplace. So is the case with the Bouncing Betty Soapwort. Meet Betty to know the influence she had on this fragrant tough little plant. What happened when Betty was bouncing around on the Prairie?...
Country Road Walk
Traveling down a dusty mileMouth closed, but the edges show a smile She knows what treasures the dusty road holdsHer feet know the way she could travel with a blindfold The air is crisp as she inhales deepThe scent of...
Look Up
Sitting quietly in theshadows of the morning, Watching the starsLights as they are blinking No people sounds; most tucked in tightWaiting for the alarm of light A masterpiece in front of meNo paintbrush stroke could ever free The images across...