Where Hummingbirds Pause

Flanked by maples, oaks and pines My house of memories Stands poised in anecdotal reflection.   Guests come, and gone, Who sat upon the faux red leather chairs Surrounding the square wood table.   Laughter, tears, Heated conversations – Games of chance and fortune, Skill, and a dash of luck.   Visitors remarking at the…

Listen

Listen, Before the day in all its sunlit energy bursts through the shuttered windows. Listen, As the hummingbirds, sparrows and robins converse about issues in the ‘hood.’ Listen, As the gentle morning breeze waltzes with the trees. Listen, As the red geraniums share their sensory delight, Grounding to the earth. Listen, To the melody of pine,…