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Ode To the Blue Bird

I filled a bottle of tears today,
While a rainbow danced across the page,
Then in the final line that bled,
Each tear I cried turned crimson red.

I filled a bottle of tears today,
For every heartache that come's my way,
And every word spilled from my lips,
Burned wildly through my fingertips.

I filled a bottle of tears today,
That chapped my cheeks then scorched my lips,
While the minutes marched on,
Tick ... Tick ... Tick.

Then from the Desert deep in my soul,
I emptied a bottle of tears that flowed,
And all the while,
The Blue Bird cried then moaned.

She flew around first here then there,
Chasing the night, while gasping for air,
And at every attempt to release the pain,
She shuttered examining each refrain.

Then the Blue Bird sang with One last breath,
And released all sickness in my head,
And I alas could say goodbye,
To the Blue Bird living in my mind.

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The Mustard Field

I sat "alone" in a mustard field,
Trying to find my "faith."
Is it here, is it there, is it anywhere?
My sense of purpose was erased.

I lost my need for wonder,
I lost what mattered most,
My Savior, My Lord, My God,
Where are you my Heavenly Host?

(Then He whispered, so very gently
As the breeze blew warmly by ...)

"My daughter, My friend, I tell you,
My child, please don't cry,
I am here amongst the mustard,
I am the clouds high in the sky,
I am the rolling thunder,
I am the calmness out at sea,
But first, I must tell you,
I am the "Words" that I shall speak...
So leave all on My doorstep
All the pain that makes you weep
And I shall sort it out for you
I promise My life, My love,
but knock, before you leave."

(And He continued ... )

"I watched you as a baby
Crawl upon the floor,
I watched you play the piano
The pastime I adored.
So don't forget, I love you,
The day you were conceived
It is written in the 'Book of Lambs'
I've place upon my knees."

(And then, He Commanded!)

"Stand-up, amongst the mustard,
This Faith, I share with you,
It takes but one small seed,
To convey my very Truth.
Now share this spark of wonder,
Brighten the darkest sky,
I am the lamppost that will guide you
All the days of your life."

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Life In the Desert

Through the door of the adobe shelter
while sacred Palo Santo scent rises and wafts
to greet the coyotes as they yip and yelp
in praise to their pack among
the strength of the great saguaro.

Purples and pinks and oranges
paint the vast sky
One last time before
the great moon rises
and the star's twinkle 
while the desert sleeps.  

Inside, the fire crackles
celebrating the day through
song and conversation
knowing that the day is over
and the anticipation of morning
Is near, giving birth to new beginnings, new life.  

The desert hare scurry among 
the Teddy Bear Cactus.
Palo Verde support the quail 
as the great hawk circles the land
and the owls follow their path
while the arid breeze gently  
provides relief for all.  

Deer and Javelina's travel the wash
in search for vegetation
among the brush and thorns
and an occasional rain drenches the earth
to provide relief to desert life 
replenishing with renewal...in the desert.

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Lost

My heart ached because
I found you alone
Deep in your thoughts
Alone in your home.

I sat there and watched you
From a distance it seemed
But it was really the fog lifting
From my brain, from my being.

You are my friend,
entwined in my soul
Alone in your thoughts
Alone in your home.

Some days I don't know you ...
So I picked up a mirror
The reflection was clear
It was me .... all these years.

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His Twinkling Star

A man from the "Land of the Midnight Sun,"
Where the fjords rose and the sky danced around.
He set sail on a ship at sea,
While a twinkling star bore the name "Sandra Jean."

Although He had not much to give,
this little girl would soon be His.
He adopted her, and through it all 
he was so very proud, of His twinkling star.  

They came to live outside of town
A dairy farm they'd settled down,
where the grass was green and the air was clear,
and the bluebirds sang til the night was near.

She may not ever know her worth
or the story of her mother's birth,
But let it be known, she was a twinkling star, 
to everyone both near and far.  

Now twinkling stars are a mystery,
much like his precious Sandra Jean.
She may not know the story lines,
but will believe in all due time.

Whether here on Earth or Heaven's Gate,
she will learn what could have been her fate.
So for now she blesses the life she's lived,
and thankful for the sailor's gift.

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My Ann

Stitched by the hands
Of my Grandmother, was she,
Spoken through love
She became real ... so it seemed.

With red, long hair
and large, black eyes,
A flowered dress 
And black booties that tied.

Yes, Ann with white apron
and a flowery dress,
Adorned my arms
Adorned my chest.

Or sat on chairs, or in my bed
A tea party perhaps, 
My Ann, yes, she was ... 
Simply the best!

Til one day in Spring
While the sun-shone so bright
The house caught on fire
There was no more delight ...

My Raggedy Ann
with red lips that once  smiled,
No longer lived 
In my house or my shadow.

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Portrait

You painted a portrait
The lines were severe
The color was harsh
No vibrance found here.

Youth had diminished
The sounds of goodbye
Friends that were cherished 
Even thoughts of suicide.

You painted a portrait
No room for soft colors
It made others frown,
Misunderstand, Sometimes shutter.

Does time really show
In faces and clothes
the map of our lives
The roads that were hoed.

Will one day we live and
Stop pleasing the others, 
And walk down new Paths 
Climbing Mountains not gutters.

You painted a portrait
It's so sad to see
The evidence of life
Stolen from miseries.

Praying for life,
For God's second chance,
Yet life slips away,
And pain still enhanced.

You painted a portrait
The sadness was real.
It showed in both eyes
Reflected in tears.

But how do you change 
What has happened inside?
To cleanse away pain
To remove all that has died?

You painted a portrait
Then stuck in a sparkle
Could that be a sign
There is still life before us?

It must start in the walk
And end with a jog,
Climb mountains not mole hills
And sing right-out-loud.

Yes you can! Just believe!  
This could happen, you'll see!
It's in the step out the door, 
It's in the shine of your teeth.

Remove all the barriers,
Repaint all the scenes
That covers the shadows 
Rub salve on the stings.

You'll be light as a feather
and sing many songs, 
Paint pictures, write stories, 
Release all the flaws. 

You painted a portrait 
In the end it will be 
Not the tears that have fallen
But the strength to succeed.

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Shunned After Serving - a Veteran's Story

I did my time
I paid my dues
To come "home"
To be with you ...

I opened my heart
I was vulnerable to belong
I thought we were friends
But it didn't take long...

For you to step on my spirit
Painting pictures of lies
But you told me to go
Now I'm mad, I won't cry.

You shunned me away
I asked for forgiveness
And I'm saddened to say
But you won't kill my spirit!  

Sometimes I think about it
How you stepped on my heart
Then told me to walk
But I can see through the dark.

How could people be so cruel
And twist every truth
There's video to show
There's evidence, there's proof!

I may not be welcomed
But I'll tell you this much
You can shun me today
But it won't kill this veteran's heart. 

One day you'll see
This never had to be
You can throw me away
But I'll  hold the key...not for you...
        but for me.

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Melody of the Forest

Among the wistful, pointy pines
A breeze blew-in, to awaken life
And shook the forest fast asleep
A bird would chirp, a squirrel would leap.

Upon the mossy, banks below
A stream where waterfall would flow,
and in the echos of the spray
the sunbeam supports the light of day.  

Then a lively chorus of splash and foam
Throughout the day and night did flow
While the sunset in the distant west
The moon and stars let the forest rest.

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My Eclipse

I sat inside my desert.
Then in a moment,
I sprang from despair.
To where the forest wept,
while the wild slept
I listened in awe and dismay. 

How do I squelch my desert?
Embracing this desire to move on. 
Will the sting of a wasp or
The bite from a fox
move me to where I belong?

Then, in the distance, I felt it.
The change of seasons,
blowing my way.
From Fall til Spring, I'll slumber.
Resting my need to wonder.
Soothing my soul 
if just … for one more day.