29 Friday Apr 2016
Posted in Inspiration, Philosophy
Knock on any door in the World,
and you may find yourself in
The Atacama Desert of Chile
where ne’er a teardrop falls,
Or at Victoria Falls in Africa,
where cascades of tears gush.
You may meet a Tasmanian devil
dervishly clearing out the past
Or a three-toed sloth,
waiting for future to come.
Knock and enter many doors;
experience the worlds beyond,
For only then can you design
the world behind your door.
21 Monday Mar 2016
Posted in Animals and Insects, Inspiration, Nature, Writing
Tags
Happy World Poetry Day!
Her wings rise and fall
in sync with my breath
until her iridescent beauty
takes my breath away.
22 Monday Feb 2016
Posted in Writing
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Amazon Book Reviews, Book Reviews, Books, poems, Poetry, Reading, writing
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13 Saturday Feb 2016
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Swinging on moonbeams
up among the stars,
A cupid watches over us
And stares in disbelief
It was his first assignment,
He’d studied long and hard:
“You must first see the glow
as they hold each other tight…
Yes, it’s there;
“Secondly, look for the signs
of admiration and respect…
Yes, they adore each other;
“Then, hold them up to the moonlight
So you can see their hearts
“Infuse your arrow with stardust,
then taking careful aim
“Pull the bow backward
and let the magic begin.”
It’s been decades since he “shot us”
but the magic hasn’t left;
The glow still surrounds us
With admiration and respect.
Challenge to write a poem about love without using the word love.
08 Monday Feb 2016
smiley faces, sad faces
even teary-eyed faces;
tiny red hearts,
beautiful bouquets;
iconic symbols
flashing past;
feelings reduced to
but a jpeg or two.
Such is love
in cyberspace.
*****
But emoticons
are not for us;
no symbols or
words are needed;
just you, me,
a glass of wine…..
06 Saturday Feb 2016
The door hung crooked
on rusty, rickety hinges;
its half-coiled catch-spring
had seen better days;
its wiry old screen stretched
‘tween thin wooden slats,
served as air-conditioner
and the way in and out.
The “foyer” you entered was a porch
lined with boots and shoes,
where coats hung on J hooks
for everyday use.
Company entered here, too–
adults going on to the living room;
children in and out the screen door, then
joining adults for the supper meal.
It was acceptable to entertain
in the commons areas back then—
no formal rooms or dens to show off.
People came to visit; they came to see you.
Today, there are front-area sitting rooms
where guests are ushered; they’ll not linger.
Time is a commodity, in short supply,
so visits are limited, an agenda attached.
It’s kind of sad it’s come to this,
guests being entertained in these special rooms
instead of being welcomed
into the hearts of our homes.
30 Saturday Jan 2016
Posted in Family, Inspiration, Life
23 Saturday Jan 2016
Posted in Animals and Insects, Nature
Tags
birds, friendship, Nature, poems, Poetry, satisfaction, success
Whoopa, whoopa, whoopa,
echoed the air as they flew in,
their dark feathers stark
against the cold, gray sky.
Drawn to our berry-laden trees, their
beaks quickly filled with winter fruits,
juices dribbling down their breasts as they sampled the fare,
seeds spilling out as they reached for more.
It’s wasn’t long before the roof above me
sounded as if it were caving in, the
thunderous bohm, bohm, bohm
as hundreds of birds pounced upon landing.
Drops of water sloshed over the gutter
as they drank at the ready trough of melted snow.
I couldn’t help but watch as they regathered
in formation, no fighting over leadership,
no squawking or squealing or even chittering,
just a gentle breeze of whoooo as they took flight,
completely satisfied with the simplest of things…
a full tummy, a quenched thirst, and
renewed strength to reach great heights
in the company of friends.
03 Sunday Jan 2016
Posted in Family, Inspiration, Seasonal
I followed two-forked tracks
As they skimmed o’er the snow,
And thought, oh what fun
they must have had last night.
I lost the trail
as I neared the house–
what could’ve happened
as I lay sound asleep?
Therein lies the most wondrous surprise,
For right before my very eyes,
As I looked up at the roof’s crusty freeze,
I saw it was broken by cloven hoofs.
Now, it’s said on a very special night,
a sleighful of goodies arrives by flight
filled with candy treats and bazillions of toys
for all the good little girls and boys…
Yet there’s only adults
at this particular house,
Why were they there?
Did I even care?
*****. *****
Days have now passed since
I found the trail, but I’m beginning to see
why he stopped by my way. He left
not a package, but the present he gave
was sharing the secret of spirit with me.
“Be present,” he said,
“enjoy every day,
include friends and family
along the way.”
I now smile with the spirit dwelling within,
I feel blessed he chose me to visit this year,
and yes,
if anyone sees the tracks on my roof,
I’ll tell them the story of cloven hoofs.
02 Saturday Jan 2016
Night’s darkening depths of cold
suspend iced stalactites like roof fringe,
vertical beds of melting snow
awaiting tomorrow’s frosty thaw
when the crystalized tapers will drip to life
under the glowing spotlight of sun,
dancing as they reach the ground,
pooling together for midday fun.
01 Friday Jan 2016
Posted in Family, Inspiration, Life, Seasonal
As we close the Christmas season and greet
the new year, wishing all a Happy New Year.
Glowing lights on houses,
Brightly lit trees in windows,
Excited children fidgeting
As they await Santa’s return.
‘Tis the season for sharing
Warmth and good cheer,
May these peaceful times
Spread throughout the new year.
27 Sunday Dec 2015
Posted in Children, Inspiration, Life, Nature, Philosophy
Tags
Carefree, children, inspiration, life, Nature, philosophy, poems, Poetry
Where roses grow wild
And children play,
Lies a world of let be–
Beautiful and carefree.
25 Friday Dec 2015
Posted in Family, Inspiration, Seasonal
I look out at the dark,
Yet the sun’s still shining
on the other side of the world,
so I pretend I live in China
and put on a sunny smile
for I’m glad to be awake
to the wonders of the season,
when people forget animosity
and celebrate togetherness.
12 Saturday Dec 2015
22 Sunday Nov 2015
Posted in Inspiration, Life, Nature, Seasonal
Tags
Autumn, Encouragement, fall, Growing up, inspiration, life, motivation, Nature, poems, Poetry, Truth
It’s Autumn when falling leaves
either saunter down or
circle with driving force.
Irrespective of their roots, or even
from whose yard they spent their summer,
they gather together.
Nearly indistinguishable from one another,
oak and ash wear charcoal coats of crunch,
lying among tarnished poplar leaves.
A multicolored leaf rests on top,
similar in size and shape, yet different,
the anomaly, standing out.
I finally understand why Mom always said,
“Don’t fall among the crowd;
Be confident; be yourself.”
19 Thursday Nov 2015
Posted in Love
What makes a shoe fit?
Is it the style that says it’s you, or
a comfortable pair, you can’t imagine being without?
Is it the way your foot glides when it’s on, or
is it that it caresses your feet as you walk?
Does it complete your ensemble, or
make you feel special when you slip it on?
Did you fall in love with it and not know why,
Because I know that’s how I felt, and
It’s how I feel about you and me…
A comfortable pair, caressing, loving;
you completing me in a most special way
as we glide through our lives together.
11/18/15
17 Tuesday Nov 2015
Posted in Inspiration
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A word search puzzle baffled me,
my letters just weren’t there,
Yet a different word solution
was waiting to be found.
I shouldn’t have been surprised
as it happens now and then;
But when I thought just how it worked,
I knew I had something there.
It’s like waiting at a crosswalk for
the light to turn green,
then discovering the walk light
had been flashing all along.
Look beyond the obvious,
turn your preconceptions around,
for answers are often found,
when we open our inside out.
11 Wednesday Nov 2015
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Autumn, children, fall, family, Growing up, inspiration, leaving, leaving home, life, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, weather
I savored the colorful fallen leaves
and the deep, woodsy scent
of maple and oak as I tried to
shape their formation.
The harder I struggled against the winds,
the more the pile seemed to separate,
small clusters encircling my knees,
twirling with excitement as they rose to leave.
And I thought of children, young adults really,
leaving with the anxiousness of Autumn winds.
I know they both will return changed,
some choosing a brief visit,
others remaining among the familiar,
enriching the land and the lives
they touch as they settle in.
With the love of a mother,
I embrace the changes
and look forward to
once again sharing our worlds.
24 Thursday Sep 2015
I’m standing in the middle of my story,
writer, actor, and director.
I choose the words carefully;
They are not scripted for me, but by me.
I choose how to play out the scenes,
Knowing I’m my own stuntman and could get hurt.
And I choose how to direct my energy,
How to live day by day, each day a gift I give myself.
23 Wednesday Sep 2015
Posted in Art, Inspiration, Life, Love, Nature, Philosophy
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ancient ruins, art, compassion, inspiration, life, love, Nature, philosophy, poems, Poetry, wisdom
You need not fear the
appearance of the world
crumbling around you,
if you live your life with
compassion. There will
always be a door open to you.
Stand tall among the ruins.
17 Thursday Sep 2015
Posted in Animals and Insects, Humor, Nature
He was small and dark,
not the stereotypical kind;
But he left a lasting impression
as he skittered and passed me by.
Now, I’m pretty easy going if
we remain in our separate homes;
But he broke the code established
when he entered my domain,
I know his cute tail wagging
was not a fond hello;
But like army infantry,
he was sliding toward a goal.
I was glad to give a hand
and carry him to the door;
But it’s imperative our socialities
are strictly held outdoors!
05 Saturday Sep 2015
Posted in Family, Inspiration, Life
Tags
family, grandfather, guidance, heart, home, inspiration, living, memories, poems, Poetry, spirit, support, time
The Grandfather clock
swayed through the era,
its pendulum
a perpetual motion,
its steady beat
an unconscious message
to those around it,
keeping them on track,
teaching them to
swing with the highs,
push through the lows,
and enjoy the balance found
within the rhythm;
Thus, like the hands
on the clock face,
they were able to make
every minute count.
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.
30 Sunday Aug 2015
04 Tuesday Aug 2015
For my birthday this year,
I would like an upcycle;
You know, like when old furniture
Gets a new coat of paint for
An updated look on the outside,
Or like a well-loved stuffed animal
That gets totally new insides,
And its outside is refreshed.
Or like the recently emptied fruit jar,
Cleansed both inside and out,
And filled with sparkly lights.
I would be better than before,
Ready for a few years more.
Phyllis Moorman 