Showing posts with label a river of stones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a river of stones. Show all posts

Monday, March 28, 2011

3-28-11


















                                                      Snug inside,
                                                             despite the snow,
                                                                  spring blooms........................

3-27-11

Some days, there IS light at the end of the tunnel......

Thursday, March 24, 2011

3-24-11

a meeting of the minds
   harbingers of spring
     waiting for the thaw
        dismal little creatures
            bane of my existence

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

3-22-11

                              One ear listening to me, one ear listening ahead- always listening.......

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Friday, February 11, 2011

February 11



A heavy curtain of  lashes hides the window to the sweet inner soul..........

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

February 9

                                  A day in the life...........................

                       A horse- a horse lover- a farrier-
                             Three lives intertwined
                    You can't have one without the other

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

February 8



A large stone, a small stone, a river of stones...............................
        Like our poetry and words- all different,
                              but
                          somehow, 
              when clustered together
       They create one flowing thought.............................

Monday, February 7, 2011

February 7



There is music in my soul, it comes forth in my art...................
Like stacks of little boxes, with secrets hidden within.
Open each one, and you never know what will be inside..........

Friday, February 4, 2011

Thursday, February 3, 2011

February 3

the snow is gone
  what can I say?
    over night, it stole away......
        and, in its haste, I saw with a start-
            it left one tiny, cold, melting  heart..............................

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

February 1st


                                                 You have reached Pat..............
                                      At the sound of the beep, please leave a message
                         I am out restoring my sanity-all it takes is a warm horse and cold snow!

Monday, January 31, 2011

January 31

 ~ waiting for breakfast~

      dismal gray day
   matching his feathers
   his light as air armor
   warding off the cold
still a cheery countenance
  happy trilling emanates 
we should all heed his lesson
        ....and sing.......

Sunday, January 30, 2011

January 27- Thinking of Spring

Fast
Run
                                                                                Eager
                                                                                Equine
                                                                                Dancing
                                                                                Ornery
                                                                                 Moving on!

                                                                              FREEDOM!

Saturday, January 29, 2011

January 29

silent snow
    cushioning the world
            against
                 the harsh barbs
                          of
                        reality

Friday, January 28, 2011

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

January 26- Daily Life Is Not Always Pretty

                                                            
The Face of Bacon

I woke up this morning and what did I see?
Five little piggies staring at me
Strung up on stakes
Heads and feet in a pot
Happy little piggies-
These are NOT!

Hog butchering day is an annual affair
A gathering of families in cold winter air
Cooking up a year's worth of family meals
Using everything from the pigs
Except
     for
THE SQUEALS!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

January 24






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    Just a pile of stones
      shades of gray
 seemingly all the same
             yet
     all so different
kind of like faces in a crowd
  the differences lie within.