Category Archives: love and poetry

WEARY WINGS IN MY GARDEN

My garden is the one place where I can go and feel safe, secure and happy. It gives me  great pleasure to look out and see that my feathered friends feel the same and gather for refuge and shelter on … Continue reading

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ORANGE MOON SHADOWS

“I feel a little dizzy….but also wonderfully elated. I feel that I am on the verge of finding a rhyme for the word orange.”… copyright Es-tee Miller “In my head, the sky is blue, the grass is green and cats … Continue reading

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HUMMINGBIRDS ARE FREE

Drenching the air with a fruity scent, my butterfly bush’s flower spikes are an irresistible lure to butterflies and hummingbirds all summer long…Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying out hopes for love, joy and celebration. My garden … Continue reading

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WHEREFORE ART THOU ROMEO?

  Having  a rescue parrot for many years along with two baby monkeys who had lost their parents sometimes led for a challenging environment while living in the Caribbean.  They were eventually placed in a wild life sanctuary where I … Continue reading

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NO TIME TO GRIEVE FOR ROSES

  It’s hard to explain how it feels when you are used to having roses all around you and suddenly you no longer have the pleasure of having a garden full of them, casting their beautiful shadow of radiance all … Continue reading

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TINY WING BALLET

Wings are of many kinds. Butterfly’s wings, vulture’s wings, eagle-wings, spread wings of white swans, dragonfly’s serene wings, wings of albatross, lovely wings of humming birds, tiny wings of a fly or a bumble-bee-wings; and when they fly, they fly … Continue reading

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GARDEN AT DUSK

A dragonfly circles above me, a creature of the wind. Its iridescent wings so incredibly sensitive to the slightest breeze…it flutters, dives and lands. It lives such a short life, it knows it must live to the fullest with what … Continue reading

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