by vivachange77
Once I flew on shiny wings of steel
Wings that bore me far away
To continents and countries new
To places where my heart was intertwined
With people and a life I learned to treasure dear.
Today I fold those steely wings and rest
My tired body bids farewell to travel days
Gently lifting new wings bear me home
To see beauty in the life that welcomes me
And joy in my beloved family.
Spring came the week I was away
Green leaves and flowers everywhere
Sound of birdsong in the early morn
Mind and my imagining are free to roam
Precious new wings expand my universe.
A Gift Beyond Measure Aging Coming Home Letting go Poetry
by vivachange77
I’m back after a good week in Mexico with my sister and brother-in-law, who are delightful traveling companions. The resort was all I thought, another home for me. And I realize it is time to say goodbye. Being there occasioned an existential experience which was a surprise. I’m truly one of the oldest generation. I’m OK with that. When my energy is restored I want to write about it. For now I am grateful to be home, period.
Becoming Myself Change Coming Home Endings and Beginnings
by vivachange77
Tomorrow I say goodbye to Cleveland and set off for my trip to Mexico. For the past twenty years I have made the same journey. I will remember when I drive through the gates that this place is a special home to me for a week – as much home as my apartment. In the morning I will wake up and sit on my balcony to drink coffee and listen to the birds as daybreak comes. My mind pictures every place and every thing I will encounter there. And I know that after a glorious week I will be ready to return home, until next time.
I say goodbye for now to you, my blog friends. Hasta la vista.
Coming Home Mexico Travel
by vivachange77
Abundant memories like post cards in a drawer
Souvenirs remind me of once-upon-times
Bewildering exhausting thoughts swirling around me
Leave me truly feeling that I’m lost in space
I’m packing my suitcase to travel to Mexico
Yet one more time after twenty good years
The flight a challenge to my flagging energy
Can I pull it off once again?
New wrinkle this time – I don’t go alone.
A call from my brother-in-law
Asking me about laundry
Put things in perspective
Later that day walking home from the grocery
Mundane moment the sort that is suitable
For mulling and musing and hoping for answers
Then voila! one arrived when I opened my door.
I breathed in bright energy from the present moment
The space I inhabit is filled with Now.
This is my anchor, the place where I start from
Who knows when or where I will fly?
Homecoming Ina's House Poetry Travel
by vivachange77
Squirrel begins day
Admires nature’s handiwork
Breakfasts on tree buds
Breakfast food Haiku Oak tree out my window Squirrel neighbor View from my window
by vivachange77
Winter’s winding down
Tiny buds adorn the trees
Birds are building nests
Cover’s off the pool
Dirty water visible
Mind’s eye sees sun screen
Haiku Oak tree out my window Seasons View from my window
by vivachange77
Clock ticks day begins
Candle flickers as I pray
Peace for all on Earth
Haiku Peace Prayer
by vivachange77
Temperature freezing
Squirrel sunbathes on tree limb
Fur coat keeps him warm
Haiku Squirrel neighbor View from my window Winter day
by vivachange77
Frosty midnight sky
Pale full moon with gentle glow
Beams me off to sleep
In response to Daily Prompt: Frigid
Daily Prompt Full Moon Haiku Night Sky View from my window
by vivachange77
Sun shining brightly
Through grocery store window
Trombone’s golden sounds
Matching the brilliance
Dixie Land jazz
Sent my feet toe-tapping.
I reached in my billfold
Made a gift to the hungry
Nearby Girl Scouts selling their cookies
And fond memories of delicious Thin Mints
Picked up on the trombone
Got into the groove
Formed a dazzling chorus line
All on a usual Saturday morning.
Broadway at the grocery store
Who would have imagined.
Music's charm Poetry Soul food
