Monday, June 8, 2026

For Regina's birthday

 

Regina

 

Reaching out with a smile

Even going the extra mile

Grace flowing thru generations

Interceding for the nations

Now and always, a true friend

And on her kindness, we depend.

Sunday, June 7, 2026

Express PAD 2

 Of Expressions and Hearing

 

A favorite time of the nature program,

for children and teachers alike—

sharing at the morning circle

the highlights of the week,

or maybe even lowlights.

 

We hear about awards,

baseball, wrestling, gymnastics.

We hear about accidents,

falling out of trees, scraped knees.

We hear about vacations and visits.

Play dates among friends.

Pet news of cats, dogs, rabbits,

horses and even one special turkey

that, like a dog, insists on being petted.

 

But I don’t always hear what’s going on.

My hearing aids aren’t doing the job.

Just one little reason of many little reasons

why this third year of the nature program

will be my last one.

It’s hard to express what I’m feeling—

Restlessness, frustration, sadness, 

wariness, relief, peace, excitement.

Yes! Excitement for a new life chapter.

Saturday, June 6, 2026

seed PAD 1

 

Words:

particularly potent seeds

when planted

in the fertile ground

of young minds.

Friday, June 5, 2026

Who I Am, Poetic Bloomings

 Of Lava Lights and Jigsaw Puzzles

 

At times I feel

like a blob in a lava light,

constantly shifting and changing shapes,

bumping into glass walls

and other blobs.

 

At times I feel

like a 2,000-piece jigsaw puzzle,

no, not just one,

several dumped out into one big pile

and I’m still trying to sort myself out.

 

At times I feel

like a treasured child of God

and when I feel like a blob or a jigsaw puzzle,

He reassures me that He is the light

and He puts me together one piece at a time.

Thursday, June 4, 2026

Spring, Poetic Asides

 

Spring 2026

 

Winter has been lazy

in southwest Colorado.

Snow appeared on mountain peaks,

but content to stay up there.

In lower elevations,

we haven’t even had to shovel drives.

What snow we had melted by noon.

 

Now, trees and bushes are greening up early.

The sun’s shining us into the 70s and 80s.

Spring flowers are making their debut.

But I expect at least one last winter blast

will cause robins, tulips and daffodils

to shiver where they stand.

But for now, I’ll welcome this early guest.

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Let's Blank, Poetic Asides, Canada 14

 

Let’s Stay Put

 

Even though I like to be on the move,

Let’s stay put in our homes at least till June.

Let us play catch up on housework and such,

Though May is such a good traveling month.

Let’s remember why we live in our homes,

Before we take time to wander and roam.

Let’s breathe in fresh air at entrance of spring,

And stay here until we’re back in routine.

So I’ll stay put, my resolve will not slip

Unless you convince me of a spring trip.

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Landmark, Poetic Bloomings, Canada 13

 

The Sleeping Ute

 

Toronto with its new sky scrapers

mixed with old buildings and CN tower,

Niagara Falls shrouded in mist and fog,

Montreal, lovely park with city overlook,

Quebec City, a slice of France

with cobble stone streets, quaint shops

and leftover Christmas decorations.

 

Then fly over Colorado mountain ridges.

When I see the Sleeping Ute,

the mountain they say

is a wounded warrior

arms across his chest,

feather at his head,

and even his knees and toes,

then I’ll know I’m home.