01 Tuesday Sep 2015
Posted in Animals and Insects, Humor, Life, Nature
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acceptance, animals, dance, Fear, humor, life, music, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasonal, seasons, Snakes, summer
We looked deeply into each other’s eyes,
Your head held high and proud,
Mine slightly lowered and held fast as we
Passed in the grass.
I spoke briefly, noticing how you had grown
Through the summer,
And thankfully you didn’t hiss a reply
But smoothly glided on,
The perfect glissade to my Texas two-step
In the opposite direction.
23 Sunday Nov 2014
Posted in Art, Inspiration, Life, Nature
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acceptance, alcohol ink, art, change, inspiration, life, Nature, poems, Poetry
“If I mention blue,” the artist asked,
“what word or phrase comes to mind.
How about orange? And green?
Now hold these thoughts as you
work with the inks on your paper.
You’ll be amazed at what happens.”
Focusing, a word and color at a time,
I drizzled and swirled, watching
ink flow together as if self-directed.
Each color changed the painting, and soon
green and orange were blending, creating
evergreen and earth-toned mountains while
orange refracted into an arched sunset
against the now azure sky.
Calmness and warmth filled me, and
I settled into a meditative peace as I laid my painting to dry.
A slight miscalculation by my neighbor, however,
and his dropper full of purple ink hit my paper.
I found myself trying to “fix” my painting,
forgetting that I cannot change anyone’s thoughts or colors
but my own.
16 Friday May 2014
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acceptance, bicycle, children, exercise, family, fun, handicapped, Nature, poems, Poetry
Enjoying the natural beauty
of sunshine, trees and grass,
I tooled around the park today,
so proud on my two wheels.
I changed perspective, however,
as I watched those less fortunate–
Like the mom balancing a small child
as she pushed a suddenly broken trike;
or the adults without adequate balance–
some wobbled and swayed on their two wheels,
some chose the support of three wheels,
while even others required four wheels.
Neither challenges nor handicaps
changed how we viewed our day.
Different but yet the same,
we were just pedal pushers,
out for sun and fun.
13 Tuesday May 2014
Posted in Children, Inspiration, Nature
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acceptance, children, color, green, inspiration, Nature, poems, Poetry
Mingling like branches of different trees,
children reach across open spaces,
crossing paths, joining together,
totally oblivious to species or color.
19 Tuesday Nov 2013
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acceptance, chronic illness, fibromyalgia, health, life, pain, Peace, poem, Poetry
*
I should have known
it would catch up to me,
all the things I did
without a pause,
enjoying movement
without any pain,
smiling and humming
as I did the chores,
then enjoying some time
in the great outdoors.
It was so good to
feel normal again,
to wake with the birds,
ready for day’s begin.
But,
I should have known…
Fibromyalgia
never leaves;
it hibernates, as
in a deep freeze,
then awakens
like an angry bear,
disturbed by forces
outside its lair.
So for today, I’ll
declare a truce,
embrace the peace
without excuse.
Maybe next time….
Well, probably not.
Just suffice it to say,
we’re friends,
of a special kind,
to the very end.
11/19/13
Phyllis Moorman
*photo courtesy http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/
Phyllis Moorman 