Vision, with all the senses, can easily cast beauty. Crossing, a line in the sand. Senses stir, a provocative plan. A single moment in time Eyes, to see the beauty. Beautiful. Danger, a warning, even so, no heeding, Too powerful and alluring, Keep going, proceeding. Other senses, to be sure. Determined. Justified. Touch, to feel.… Continue reading Beauty
Naked vows, with out the dressings their promises were made to be kept, within their locked hearts their promises, soon would fade. Dark days came sure and swift. Their promises, dues to be paid and once again, on their grey days promises made. On burgundy waves, richly encased a bottle green and smooth. Their glasses… Continue reading Burgundy
Old woman close your eyes. Do not look and try not to cry, as they rationalize.. Your right to work, Your right to vote, Your right to choose Your right to say no! Your right to fight. We've sat on juries and heard both sides. It may be over looked but not always our right. Until 1971 a… Continue reading I Am an Old Woman
I am numb where patriotism is concerned and I hope this feeling subsides. For awhile I stopped expressing my opinion about the election. Of course I've known all along I live among conservatives. However, I guess I really did not understand the severity of standing up and speaking out for human rights. In my mind's eye, I… Continue reading Paint Your Patriotism
Your hand in my hand. There are many important 'she' in my life. My mother, aunts, grandmothers and my daughter. They are the women that have left their print on my heart. The directions I have taken for myself were surely driven by their spirit. Many times during some of my darkest hours their hand… Continue reading The SHE in my life.
New Colossus by Emma Lazarus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild… Continue reading The Tempest Tossed