New Horizons

Cold and dark

So far from home

Will I ever feel the sun again?

The end has happened

But you cannot see

The heavens obscure the horror.

Onward though to a new beginning

Starting over, ever so sure.

Leave the hate, bring the love.

No monsters, only us

Beings...human, alien and more

Together forever bound.

Copyrighted 2014

The Songs of My Heart 01222014

Trees 01182014

(note- tried to overlay some gnarled trees in the pic.....the poem that is italicized goes with the gnarled trees)

Trees in my yard
Front and back

     Gnarled trunks
     Spindly branches

Leafy and green
Never out of whack

     Reaching to the sky
    Hidden in the dark

Shady in the summer
When the sun shines bright

     Black and grey
     Often ignored

Bare in the winter
When the cold winds bite

    No protection given
    No protection gained

Home to the birds
Home to the squirrels

     Destined to be lonely
     Never to be seen
   
Safe and sound
When the wind swirls

     Bent and curled
    Grasping at the earth

Standing straight
Roots deep in the earth

    Bent and twisted
    Never royalty to be 

Majestic trunks
With large round girths

     Saddness and sorrow
     Flows from the heart

Happiness over flows
When looking at the trees

     So glad they can't be seen
     So glad to just melt away

So sad for those
Who can't see the trees.

Glorious Morn - 30 words

Icy cold breath

sweeps across the land

All is hushed

anticipation swells

The light shines

clouds swirl in

The mountain shines

emerging from the mist

Glorious Morn is upon us

Black

By Andrea Garcia

Black

Nothing to See

Black

Cold to touch

Black

Void of feeling

Black

The unknown

Black

Opposite of white

Black

Mix it up - grey

Black

At the bottom, looking up

Black

Move into the light

White

Home

Matrix

A matrix is like life.


If I turn right, will I be right                                                                 
Or if I turn left will I be right 
Or if I turn right will I be wrong 
And if I turn left will I be right? 

Or are both directions wrong for me
Or are both directions right for me.  

And if I have a friend along, 
If I turn right, and he turns left, 
Who will be right and who will be wrong, 
Or if we both turn right or we both turn left, 
Again what will the out come be. 

No one will know until they play the game.
And in the Dance of Life game with our friends and ourselves

A matrix is formed.










***note****was helping my son who is in college visualize a matrix in words and this is what I came up with....

Grimace

Grimace

Smile on vacation
Returning to late to help
To right a sad wrong.

Out My WIndow

Out side my window

Dark and dreary

Nothing stirs

But the wind.

No birds on the feeder

No birds in the bath

No birds in the air

Just the wind.

Branches sway

Leaves tumble

Whistling can be heard

Thanks to the wind.

Clouds skitter by

Wispy little ghosts

Moving ever so quickly

On the tails of the wind.

Tomorrow a new day will break

The sun will come out

The birds will sing, eat and bath

Accompanied by the wind.