Silent guest

You watch me through cracks
in the surface of a shuttered life
silently staring
eyes curious and large,
outside looking in.
Hello my friend
glad you could drop by,
took the time to stop and say Hi.
Would you like to come in?
I don’t think that would do.
Make sure to wipe your feet?
Your paws?
your round orbed sticky bits
that allow you to climb so high
to squeeze in unnoticed
to keep company
But soon I must go
but when I return
I will capture you with detail,
I shall show the smile you hide so well,
goodbye little funny creature
and when I return
we will hang around and take selfies
you and me
with the glass that lies between
your world and mine.
I shall venture out to say hello again
and I shall think of you with a grin,
and remember your night song
trilling in the wind.

My new window friend in Florida that I found when letting in the morning sun. Sorry for the poor resolution but it truly was the cutest little thing. Made me smile and I called him Happy.

To be….

Alive through ages
I’ve stood the tests of time
As hurricane winds blew
Roots planted and grasping
The core of earth.
Smooth skin surrounds me,
I feel your heart beat
As you wrap your arms around
And laugh as you couldn’t quite touch
Your hand to hand.
I shelter you from the harshest sun
My adornments in shades of seasons,
The gentle spring the best
Yet amazing in the autumn sun,
So very strong I would stand
As you lean your back against me
Maybe you dream perhaps?
Or you watch the stars twinkle at night
And I reach so high above
And pluck you the moon
If I could of course
But I cannot.
But I can send you a sign
I can show you the power
The magic of might,
If you only notice
For what it is,
My message of strength
For you to feel within yourself.
I am so ancient my child
I have stood my ground for a thousand years
To give the air you breathe,
To offer you a piece of myself
For your warming fire,
I would give You myself
Planks for a boat to carry you,
Yet to watch you sail away
Beyond the far horizon
Would be to miss a friend
And I’ve seen many In my life
As I’ve stood here by the bay
Knowing all that comes
Must finally go,
Myself to fall someday
Perhaps to be washed away
Floating as long as I could
Before falling unnoticed below,
But today I will sit here with you
Enjoying the silence
And I will sing to you my melody
Of rustling leaves,
To be
A simple tree.

Inspiration by Ka….a fun blog post of coming together to create art.

If you were a tree, what would life feel like?
Life would be filled with gentle ocean breezes, people of every walk of life below me giving me hugs and the sights and sounds of centuries gone by would be a wonder.

What kind of tree would you be, if you got to be a tree just now? My answer is a majestic oak that lived for hundreds of years down south.

If you could choose to make artwork to honor a tree, what format/media/style would it be in?
If I had to make artwork of a tree I would gather bark and pine cones to become leaves and dried grasses that surround the trunk to blow in the breeze.

Stop on by her post and add your thoughts and inspiration to her quest:

I love trees and they do send signs for us…natures messages. We had a strong rain blow through a few days ago and when it passed I went outside to find this:


Such a magical and amazing act of nature. Inspiration for strength.


Lavender skies
Rippled in hues of Rose
Hello beautiful
I am here and present and
Loving this day
Embracing the morning light.
Hello my friend
Always good to see
Images of you all in my memory
All so beautiful
Days of rising Suns
Nights filled with stars so bright
And my lovely moon
Comes to welcome me
So large
My night-light of the cosmos
Hello beautiful I say aloud
As my brush moves through tresses
Eyes clear and bright
And to you dear ones
Hello beautiful
Wishing a day filled
With amazing moments
Peace filled memories
And a reinvention intention
To treat yourself like the true amazing soul
You are,
Hello beautiful
I think of you and smile.

Photo found on Facebook.