Motionless

Against an amber sky
They float on invisible waves
Motionless
Until the tide changes once more

Veggie silly...

Rather be a radish

Beats being a beet

Onion know

Being me is rooty veggie neat

Cold...

How cold it seemed on that January day
Looks can be deceiving, what can I say
Stature forlorn, weighed down by snow
But I was there and the truth, I know
No, it wasn't weakness or shame at all
It was not a day to spread her arms or proudly stand tall
For on that day the sun shone down and on leaves, a glisten
She was bowing in gratitude, the sun's wisdom she respectfully did listen

I know what I saw...

My moon on left.....Chinese artist's watercolor landscape on right

This is what my mind's eye saw when I looked up at the moon tonight
It witnessed depth and texture and layers just as an artist might

My mind's eye could only hold the image motionless for a mere moment in time
You see, clouds and stars and the moon refuse to follow a set line

Guess...

One
A tongue
One
A road
One
With which to stick
I'll give it a moment
Just a moment
For my rhyme to finally click

One thing...

Even in a sea of beauty you can still find that one thing that takes your breath away

One thing that makes you smile

One surprise you didn't expect

One sparkle that feeds the glow inside you

Even on an ordinary day you can still find it...with an open heart...you will see it

View from a playground...

Playground at Union Square

Soft edges of a child's sight
Admiring the hard edges of the adult world