From where I stand
With my feet sinking
in the sand
by the sea
this is where I want to be
now

Bird was tired of flying
in the wind
He saw us eating lunch
And without knocking
decided to come in
My husband gave him
a wack when Black Crow
flew in for a piece of pita snack
and that was the end of that

No more Black Crow

Miss Birdseed Times reporting
from Haifa, Friday am,
Up close and personal Bird News
as it happens

The little mommy mouse
went around her little house
sweeping up
As they slept
around and around she swept
washing windows
and all the rest
kissing everyone
while they were sleeping
and then kept on sweeping

as they slept

I wish you good luck
on your journey as
you travel
along the sea
navigate carefully the
bumps and dips
be uplifted as you swim
may you face each day
as it were a gift
and live your life

gently carried by
the waves

Picked up my heart
in the sand
Sent it out to sea
Why would it want
to stay on land
when the sea is where
it wants to be

Talking about when
we are going to meet
again and when and then
until we do
holding you in one hand
as the other waves
good bye

gathering up
my small thoughts
like swirling leaves
on a windy
day

carelessly discarded
silver sandals
gracefully
dangling from
my fingertips
briefly suspended
in a moment of
being lost
and now
found

i can squash a fly
a mile away with
my mind
and that also means
i know what you are
thinking

Reaching to touch
rose petals
suspended in air
looking to fill the
emptiness
winter has left
behind