Thursday, September 6, 2012

moss green yarn & knitting needles


moss green yarn & knitting needles
in the hands of one whose heart loves
effortlessly seeks to embrace and bless

the creation wrapped and tied with a bow
her offering “when you need a hug put this on”
“and feel my love” her voice echoes through time

creation and offering now wrap round my shoulders
loving arms and bright eyes through space between
her love and creativity embrace, cheer, and bless

Sunday, January 29, 2012

life from yesterday

today brought new light
the promise renewed in bird's song
new life out of the night
yesterday receded as that day grew long

there was a day, no days
when the lights burned into the night
words only heart now says
my daughter's eyes were bright

this morning my heart did not remember
I was busy with the daily round
this afternoon while thinking of December
near searching for fire in some sound


Thursday, June 24, 2010

Wedding in Tuscany

This little patio held my youngest daughter and my new son as they married.
















This little patio was set amoungst nature that fed my heart and soul and strengthened my faith.

Breathing and drinking in the grace from these hills echoed the love we have for each other.

Memories of the weddings of my eldest daughter and new son and eldest son and new daughter filtered through the early afternoon mist. Settling amoungst the activities as they were lived they wove a vivid new tapestry of my growing family.

Each new addition to our family changes the landscape and so enriches our lives and the lives of all who touches us 

Thursday, February 25, 2010

surface breaks

... as the hearts swells with Love there is an accompanying pulling of it's fiber - a drawing that threatens a breech - but welcome it none-the-less for it is only the surface that breaks leaving it's womb intact to receive and give Love ...

Friday, November 13, 2009

the best seats in the house

the best seats in the house

there are times
no words can be spoken
for they fear they will drown
in the tears that will come

there are times
no words will be held back
despite fear they will drown
in the tears that will come

there were times
i sat still and listened
on the steps to the basement
for their joy and laughter

there were times
i sat still and listened
on the steps by their rooms
for the sounds of their dreams

there were times
i sat still and listened
on the steps of the porch
children ran up and down

there were times
we sat talking through tears
on these steps in our homes
as hearts broke in my arms

there were times
i sat along sobbing
as these steps in our homes
held me close in their arms

there were times
in our lives together
these steps in our homes were
the best seats in the house

tears

the clouds above are weeping ... tender kind tears ... cleansing

Friday, August 14, 2009

long time

Be a long time
Watch alone tonight
You are gone
You had

Sleep while you
My heart in yours
I was beautiful
My plans

Roll the canyon
You’re in my head
Have to survive
Those are alive

Want where never
Lose sorrow free
Name been know
Places have

I was dreaming
With your hands
Following heart
With my

Stand by the side
These rush by
My faces from
Time wasted

And pleasure we
Down this road
Been here before
Be more

Now down five to
You’re in my head
Block out survive
Dream alive

I believed you
And loved years
All these tears
Instead lies

Salty tears heal
Have told me if
I thought of all
I'm alive
 
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