In the water That trickled over Rocks and toes On sinking sand In the wind That blew the grasses Who called the sandy hills Their home In the flowers Native-born Of salty sea And rustic shores On the wings Of Butterfly and bird Who swayed and danced In blue azure I heard a song… Read More Nautical Lore
Our Mother Earth waits To caress our calloused hands All return to her
It would like The warm tropical sun Where people gather On beaches for fun It would like An oasis in the sand Where people enjoy A fruity drink in their hand It would like Where the trade winds blow Where people take surfboards Everywhere they go Still, as a houseplant The palm tree grows
Lavender fields Grew despite the smog Under the veil Of polluted fog That became heavier As it closed in Carrying the sins Of where it’d been Lavender fields Grew stronger still Spreading from their field To the crest of the hill Where above the smog Their purpose was clear Lavender fields Cleansed the atmosphere
Down the woodland path Wild and free Are new discoveries And wonders to see Centennial trees Growing tall and wise Will tell dreamy tales About life in the sky On tippy-toes listen To their echoing words That shake their leaves And rustle sleepy birds Awake in mossy nests They’ll sing a song A song… Read More Wild and Free
On a back-country road He caught up to me Was it my yellow shirt He flew close to see Maybe he suspected I was one of his own Another bumblebee On my way home Me, on my bike And he on his wings Discovered together What the journey would bring In tandem, we traveled By… Read More Bike and Bumblebee
Legend says trade winds Have secrets to share Winds trade secrets Of nautical affairs Why the tides are high When the moon is full Mysteries from the deep One day we’ll pull They tell their secrets And spread what they hear Continually gossiping All times of year The winds trade secrets When trade winds appear
They float on the air To tickle a nose The sweetest notes From the bud of a rose Enriched with jasmine And apple blooms A bit of sweet pea And pampas grass plumes Planted with love As bluebirds softly sing About the goodness The spring garden brings Pollen and petals And butterfly wings
Be free To touch the clouds To surf the frothy sea ~ Be free To admire flowers To float upon the breeze ~ Be free To live in color To always dream
Have you heard the rumor? There’s mythical things to see They live among the gardens Not just in tales read to you and me ~ There are dragons in the garden And yes, they really fly They spin and sputter on the breeze Then disappear against the sky ~ Some find they bring good luck With… Read More Dragons
