pop's poetry

Year: 2014

  • making waves

    Concentric rings,
ever expanding
finally reaching
distant shorelines,
making small
changes.
Of this one thing
I am utterly certain:
in this sea of humanity,
my single drop of life
and yours
matter.

  • walking into 2014

    Come walk with me, and learn to live
As we go through this year.
Come walk with me and learn to laugh
With joy and without fear.
Come walk with me and learn to love
Unselfishly as we teach each other
to love as we have never loved
And laugh as only joy can give.
Come walk with me, let's learn together
To savor each moment we live.

  • greeting the day

    I can see my breath in the cool stillness of the morning. As my best four-legged friend and I head from tree to bush to patch of drying grass, I revel in the quiet sounds of a morning walk.
A dog that barks forlornly as we walk by.
The whisper of hummingbird wings going from flower to flower.
A cry of a early rising hawk as it seeks the warmth of first light.
The rustling of leaves in the brisk yet gentle breeze.
I can feel my muscles loosen as I climb the gentle slope leading to the park.
I can feel my mind open as I take in the breathtaking panorama before me.
A tree full of red ornament-like pomegranates.
The newborn colors of a sunrise as they stroll across the sky.
A splash of autumn foliage rarely seen in California.
The bright clothes of children waiting for a yellow bus.
I know that without the distractions of the coming day,the universe will match me
stride for stride and teach me things I can only learn when I listen closely.
A sense of belonging with knowing my place in the world.
The contentment of a quiet moment alone.
A true conversation with the person I want to be.
The wisdom of nature guiding my thoughts.
These and so much more I seek and most often find on my quiet morning walk.