Kathleen Reguindin Poems
|1.||On Writing Poems||3/29/2013|
|2.||Life's Garden Of Friends||4/1/2013|
|4.||To Papa And Mama||4/3/2013|
|5.||My Love Affair With Nature||4/3/2013|
|6.||The Pains And Banes Of Growing Old||4/5/2013|
|9.||Oh Joyous Spring!||4/26/2013|
|10.||November Blues And Blahs||7/5/2013|
|11.||Cauldron Of Life||9/6/2013|
|13.||No More, Please!||9/25/2013|
|14.||Mountain To God||9/29/2013|
|15.||To Live Or Not To Live (Diamante)||10/3/2013|
|16.||Life Ideally (Diamante)||10/8/2013|
|17.||Walking Meditation In The Woods||10/8/2013|
|18.||From His Deathbed||11/28/2013|
|20.||Sailing The Seas Of Life||2/2/2015|
|22.||Make Every Day Earth Day||3/26/2013|
|23.||A Love Note To My Daughters||3/27/2013|
|24.||Spring Has Sprung!||4/16/2013|
|25.||A Train Ride||4/10/2013|
|27.||Dawn At Lake Erie||7/11/2013|
Dawn At Lake Erie
Scanning the horizon
I see the sun peeking out from the east
Slowly making an appearance.
In multi-coloured splendor
Her celestial shrouds with tints of pink and orange
Paint up the sky, her beautiful canvas.
The lake softly whispers to me
Clouds of mist rising a few inches above her
The wind subtly blows her a kiss
And touches her with an airy caress.
I see gentle ripples forming on the water
As if nudging her, “Wake up from your sleep, it's a new day”.
Overhead, a flurry of activity among gulls and terns
Without flapping their wings
To Papa And Mama
Vivid in my mind are my childhood days
And one special place in San Juan I call home.
Ten children in all, growing up together
Imagine what a challenge that was for my mother and father!
Wealthy we were not, in material things we were wanting.
My father was in the army, my mom was a public school teacher
Between the two of them, they did their best to make a living.
But great faith and hope they have in God, our Creator!