A few memories just visited me on this Father’s Day, to remind me of my dear old dad, and the things he used to say. His wisdom of practical design, inspired us to think all the time. “Try to stay as healthy as you can because being alive can be dangerous.” “Live life knowing it is the only one you have; no … Continue reading Thoughts About My Dad on Father’s Day
Remember No matter where you are on this great planet No matter what language you speak The symbol above is quite universal Our hearts all beat the same Take a minute and listen to your heart beating It may sound a little louder, A little bolder because our hearts are beating in unison more than ever. God bless you all. Continue reading A Picture Says It All
Somehow a virus makes us more aware we are one and all for one Continue reading Haiku 241 by Melba Christie
There’s hope! This is all I can say when I heard this extraordinary young man sing and play piano. Autism speaks! Autism sings. I worked with autistic young people a few years ago on a special project. I coached adult autistic students to write poetry and find their voices. It was such an enlightening experience for me as an educator. Much more research needs to … Continue reading An Amazing Performance
Bubbles all around toddler finds a pin chuckles explode Continue reading Bubbles All Around
Paint me as I am I might live dangerously and leave early. Continue reading Paint me as I am
A Found Poem Flightless wings know very well Authenticity lives in death The song of May reminds us that Mother’s Day is near and a Mother’s fear grows more today Because The Promised Land no longer sows Bluebells in the sunshine Beside the old Trail of Hope Where I used to collect my dreams one by one But despite the awful things That … Continue reading A Found Poem – Closing National Poetry Month
They say an apple keeps the doctor away so does a poem! Continue reading A Poem A Day – Haiku
What Confusion? Who gets confused these days? Everything is so true, so clear. Why would you be confused my dear? Is what I see real or not? Why would I rather sleep on a cot? Are words that hate really love? Are facts alternative you think? Today if it weren’t for poetry Life would really stink? Continue reading What Confusion?
The following is a poem by Yosa Buson (1716-1783). My painting was inspired by his haiku. Buson was a very good painter and made a living at it. Buson published many poems in anthologies. By the time he reached the age of fifty-five he was known to be the leader of Kyoto poets and the best of modern Haiku poets. Continue reading A Poem a Day – Haiku
I love the way you love me You’re all I need to get by Life is like a song you see Our love is as clear as the blue sky You are all the joys under the sun precious moments of endless love We are the envy of everyone You are a blessing from up above No one else will ever do I’m … Continue reading Poem Medley
We are who we love and no one can change that. We are a part of their souls; We met somewhere in time; And the memory remained. We are who we love and no one can change that. Our hearts knew each other before we became earthly. The awareness was purposeful. The love was simply too great. It could be said, It was fate. … Continue reading We Are Who We Love And No One Can Change That
This has been my mantra for a long time. I have written on the subject many times and always introduced poetry in my class by writing this statement on the chalkboard and waiting for reactions. Here is a new poem I wrote last night. Poetry is life: And, Life is poetry! It is in your quiet tiptoe across the room to surprise your lover. It’s … Continue reading Poetry is life; life is poetry!
Art by Melba Christie Dragonfly an agent of change oh how we need harmony right now Continue reading Dragonfly
“Lack of understanding; uncertainty,” is the dictionary definition. I can only express my rendition with a mosaic of curved lines which I myself cannot understand. Cause I envision Peace. But really all there is, is division. Cause I dream of a new idealism, full of optimism, perhaps a neologism like neo-spirtualism, everyone understanding that prolonged confusion cannot continue cannot continue. … Continue reading Confusion