q&a

wait! wait!
what's that?
how did ...?
why didn't ...?
how can ...?

the MOTHER
waits
for us
to give
her answers

birds

soaring,
swooping,
exploring,
looping,
diving,
driving,
minding,
buying time,
finding your mind,
rising to the flow
of where you want to go.

explore those hills and dales,
take another look
across that rushing brook
and you will find
things that you've only dreamed before,
just waiting
for you across the shore,
just waiting
for you to take the next step,
do not regret,
be bold,
be daring,
be free
to stand alone,
make your voice known,
shout out loud
as bold as you please
along the next falling breeze,
be proud
of who you are
standing from afar
for no other person alive
can make you thrive
at all that you can be seen
along the shores
of life's ever changing dream.

dawn's rising

my world is covered
in a blanket
of snow and ice.
a blanket
so thin
so fine
all colors
are faded,
all lines
are blurred
within my vision
and i am lost
and found
in the early morning's
light of today's dawning.

dandy dreams

i want to cover the lawns with dandelions.
do you remember the lupine lady?
well, i want to be the dandelion lady,
planting dandelion seeds
among the seas
of untouched kentucky bluegrass
so that every spring,
just as all the snow
has finally melted,
you'll see one dandy flower
and then two
and then three
and then four hundred more
all sharing their golden hues
with the bright light of an early spring morning,
just waiting
for someone to notice them.

a full picture

i have a flagrant disregard for directions.
structures are meant to fall
in my wake
and fecundity
is laid in waste
for the plethora
of the spirit.

too much
too many
everything
all
are my cornucopia of charms
in my gross abhorrence for things
too mild
to linger within
my copious plentitude of
gazillion
bagillion
points of my view.