Showing posts from November, 2016

Mazatlan, Sinaloa, Mexico

 We Weathered in cold, rain and snow Aged in the hot summer sun Waiting to be reclaimed We drift through joy and sorrow as one.
Our paint flecked off long ago, Newness a fond memory Cut down, worn, nailed through the heart Then sanded smooth in new understanding
I’ve long had an affinity For the provincial, rustic, yet firm Helpmeet, partner, lover of mine Did our love adapt, conform? -HLC

Beach Yoga


Apache Junction, Lost Dutchman State Park, Arizona- Poetry

Simplicity Not many things Living Small Life is good We’ve really got it all.
We have each other We have each day Peace at our core, Finding our way.
Creativity, Imagination, Spontaneity, Meditation.
Hikes in the desert. Feet in the ocean. Sun on our faces, Mindful motion.
I know deep within I don’t need any “thing”. Simply seek further light And just practice being.

I AM  As time passes by A reality sets in. The fear I once had of memories fading…  is happening.
Simple things that I never wanted to forget. Like when you climbed up onto the kitchen table and ate an entire serving bowl full of pineapple. Oh my sweet baby.  You earned your nickname “fruit bat”.
As these memories are getting further away from the surface I sense a distance. A distance that stings me at the very core.
I want you baby.  I love you.  I wish I could hold you even if just for a moment.
And-  then I remember to come back to now.  Back to the moment.   Live.  Breathe.  Be. Elizabeth is printed on my heart,…