WISDOM’S HALLOWED VOICE Haunting and hallowed, Wisdom’s voice I hear, whispered in the breeze, winds dancing through the trees and across the mountain passes over painted desert rocks; from generation to generation this unmistakable voice, the wisdom of the elders passed down and sung again, reaching toward a painted sky secrets known […]
AUTUMN’S DANCE Summer breathes a sigh, shadows of late afternoon pointing the way to Autumn. Leaves pirouetting, waltzing upon fall breezes as I marvel at their grace. (c) barbara kausteklis 9-9-11 A Senryu (5-7-7 syllable count; two stanzas) written for CPC “Friday Fling” http://www.friendburst.com/blog/62103/friday-fling-harvestime-hayride/ and Legacy Writers “Byways/Featuring Short Poetry and the […]
NO FOOLING . . . . STILL Every once in a while I’d love to be able to hide how I feel, these emotions of mine that find their way in between the cracks of the wall constructed so very meticulously and carefully designed not to let them in. Every once […]
FLOWING INTO FALL Long days slowly fading into dusk summer flowing into autumn once more; whispers of golden and crimson leaves easing into my days, the green of summer giving way again to the brilliance of fall. It’s hard to believe a whole year has passed by; just yesterday, it seems, the leaves so green […]
Self Discovery
MAXWELL PARRISH “Wynken, Blynken and Nod” (1905) UPON DISCOVERY’S PATH This morning’s sun gently knocks upon the window of my day as darkness fades with the silent rains that came with yesterday. And as the sun emerges once more from behind the fading clouds, I am again free to feel, free to […]
TOWARD THE CENTER: Pathways to Me Pathways of August and summer’s end have taken me once more to places I’ve already seen, to some I’ve never been, and to many I’ve wanted to see once again. They’ve taken me through the Arizona desert to the City of the Sun; to the […]
All You Need is Love
Garden of Life
OF DEWDROPS AND DAYDREAMS Dewdrops and daydreams sprinkled with sunbeams bright, a garden of pure enchantment soothes my heart tonight. And as the sun prepares to set, the day beginning to slip away and out of sight, butterflies and fairies grace the flowers and trees and steal my heart away. For within this garden, this […]
