Just Enough

Rotem Tree photo credit Acts242Study
In the shade of the Rotem
I catch my breath
rest, relief, recover
just enough

to move forward, journey on
trust the story, remember 
hurt, healing, hope
then offer

shade to another on this rugged route
to give just enough
care, comfort, encouragement
to carry on

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Seedtime Hope

steady now

the birds collect twigs
the trees bud with promise
the grass stands vibrant
the wind arrives gentle and new

hang tight

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Helping Hand

when i'm stuck
lost in my world
wandering along twisting
spaghetti brain lanes

i get caught in a loop

need You to straighten
my thinking, keeping me
moving forward, teaching me
to roll through a stumble

to deliver some truth

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Finding Inspiration

we writers
sometimes poets
players of words
collectors of ideas
pluck from the muck
pull pearls
string bracelets
to seduce the muse

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Truth

Moody

Confident Woman

She's every bit
              the confident woman

Her clothes are pressed
hair styled, shoulders back, chin up
She has her purpose
mission-minded, laser-focused, prepared

She's every bit
              the confident woman

Across the table sits
her mirror image in younger form
They sip their coffee,
click keyboards, shuffle papers,  tackle to-dos

She's every bit
              the confident woman

She instructs her daughter
in ways of life, of work, of world
Maybe a little jealous
her daughter's insight, strength,  sense-of-self

Becoming every bit
              the confident woman

her mother only feigns

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Twelve Tiny Treasures

These twelve words
written on my heart
constant companions
my hope and breath
my anchor and wind

Remember, I am with you
Always
Until the very end of age

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Dandelion Seeds

a stream of consciousness
connects trouble
to trouble to trouble

gun violence
domestic violence
no solutions nonsense

health declining, covid rising
civil unrest pivots like a windsock

Ukraine.
Oh, Ukraine.
my heart weeps
my anger boils
but my hands feel confined
in this spectator's straight jacket

Take a breath, oh my soul

Sprinkle random acts of kindness
Into my space in this world
Let them catch a zephyr
Let them spread like dandelion seeds

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Such a Brat

This bossy story
pricks and pesters.
It's such a brat.
Doesn't care I'm uncertain.

Inspiration pokes and prods 
'til I pay it some attention,
like my pup with her ball
incessant 'til I play with her

What if I ignore it? Ha!
The muse will ruin my dreams
to wake me, to make me 
write

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