Emily's Cabin

Emily's cabin is out on Broadford

at the place where water flows beneath the road.

It's a charming little cabin made of giant logs.

Her house is magical

because her parents built it log by log just like a beavers lodge.

You might see her playing in the woods as you drive by

but remember she is living in a different world

than you and I, 

Way out on Broadford

like a cloud

Floating in the sky!

Minds Eye

The horizon is the limit of what the physical eye can see.

It is a limit to "what is" but not to "what Can Be."

It represents the here and now but may be transcended by the inner sight.

The "Minds Eye" sees beyond the day and night

and is not altered by the clouds, but is an inner light

that penetrates all shrouds.

Time To Face The Day Once More

I woke up at seven o three.

The patio walls were glowing orange

through the green slats of our blinds.

The little throw rug uncurled a bit

and the patio swing began to sway.

My thongs shuffled impatiently

as if to beg me for a walk.

The tile not yet installed 

seem to be projected phantom-like upon the floor.

The Mexican table and chairs

were whispering in Spanish

and the little golden lion on my pillbox

let out a muffled roar.

I knew it was time to face the day, Once more!