A little drop of water I will be

When a little drop of water I will be

I will hang on to a ray

and climb it up onto a cloud

and travel here and travel there..

I will find you there, of this I am sure

going about your day as you do

and I will follow you and hear you

curse for it to rain

I will wait until you cry aloud

irritated that you need it to pour

and then I would tease some more

send you a breeze, maybe a clap of thunder

and when you stop to care,

I will follow you and see you go

about your day as you do

And then, I will drop with the rain

on your windshield or your head

And maybe follow you home

and hear about your day

and off I will go again

for another one of those adventures

that will bring me to you again

swinging by the rays, flowing with the clouds....

mind brews!

I have a racing heart

And am anxious too

I am trying to focus

But my mind refuses to

I remember weakened will

It adds to my raising pulse

Whatever’s bothering, escapes me

And grips my conscious

I hope it is a caffeine overdose

But I know that is not true

Restless, anxious, unable to focus

I await my mind’s new brew.

time has wings

Time has grown wings
There used to be a breeze
but now a wind blows...

What is this tune?

I hum this tune, all day all the time

I cannot get it out of my head

It has been there forever

And overwhelms me at unexpected times

With it comes nostalgia

As if they go together

And then I cannot get either out

Until they choose to themselves

It is such a pleasant tune

It must’ve been really special

Peaceful like meditation

Fresh like the dew

Dizzy after turning in circles

like the clean breeze in the face.

Its probably the memory

Of some special moment

What it was, what it is

I seem to be missing by a little bit.

I smell happy thoughts that bring me joy,

When I hum this tune, all day, all the time.

It smells like home today

When sometimes early in the morning
I wake up but am not awake yet
I hear the birds chirping outside
and imagine the cooker's whistle going off
and I transport to a different time
And it smells like home around.

I make myself breakfast
and get ready for work
but I cant get my mind off
the thoughts of happy home.
Sometimes I forget while
I sip on my morning coffee
That I am not at home
and that it is far away.

And I revel in the trance
that I am home and it is wonderful

Flurries today!

Every time I look out the window

My heart makes up words

To explain what I see

And seldom are they really enough

We have flurries today

Oh what a beautiful sight

White cotton balls floating

I wish there were other words to describe.

I love dull & gloomy days

Is that really so bad

I like them sunny too

And whatever way they come.

When it is cloudy,

Soon there will be rain…

And oh I so love the water

And the smell of wet terrain

Or it may snow

Or we could have flurries

And everything looks real nice

Like a happy picture post card.

But you know this already

For I write and I write

About the pretty weather,

Always, all the time.

On & on

I breathe fresh air, with lingering smells
of last night's rain and the morning fumes.
I hear crickets and the sound of tires
and that of the planes flying overhead..

Behind the curtain of very tall trees,
I see parts of the houses in the lane behind.
Like the ticking clock in my living room
everything seems to be working on time..

Like a machine my world goes on.
And time passes by and life goes on.