MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Across The Road’

heat of the oven
coolness of ice
mighty connection
to be precise

start a journey
end it on the path
life in time and space
enjoy a bubbly bath

the wind turns heads
ruffles a few feathers
who loves wholeness
stopped using leathers

count your blessings
having one too many
black cat across the road
already lived her twenty

string of pearls
tiny little sands
over time persistence
nature understands

create your joy
find a happy heart
chance to succeed
is high – if you start

Poem ‘Across The Road’ read by the author.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Secret Mission’

life for a mission
without permission
missing a spark
stumbling in the dark

contentment with now
searching for the sacred how
pulling on the magic string
hooking up new crochet thing

what is the secret code
that will reveal the road
to self realize my potential
my life so quintessential

the best of me is yet to show
connecting to spirit in the flow
my yearning for the words of souls
now on the top of NY goals

Poem above read by the author.

MORNING POETRY – ‘Uncertainty’

so here we go
my cheeks are too fat
that doesn’t sit well
with my pants

is it the sweetness
of the food i eat
or the emotions
harbored within

my life story
unwritten untold
creative activities
fixed on food

where to find a joyous
focused task
giving me purpose
how to feel alive

for one I know
writing does it
my fingers help
the mind to settle

the reader is still
to be discovered

The poem ‘Uncertainty’ read by the author.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Serene Land’

vivid green lushness
deep turquoise springs
mossy tree trunks
ferns covering the ground

snow capped mountains
icy glaciers receding out
hikes of several days
night in a distant hut

below zero temps
air fresh and moist
falling from the sky
pieces of white clouds

touching the ground
ever so gently
melted by the sun
beaming with light

the spring time almost
palatable and visible
on the tree branches
flowers of fruits to be

days pleasantly long
nights warm by the fire
crackling of the wood
sipping hot inka drink

loving the atmosphere
of the southern land
too far for all the
dangerous critters

roads pretty clear
other cars hardly there
humans surpassed
by the number of sheep

Serene land read by the author