I am a mother and grandmother with dreams and aspirations of becoming a better poet. Some people have asked me how I became a poet, and I tell them I wrote my first poem at Yosemite when I was twenty-one years old. I was overtaken by its beauty and breathtaking views of nature.
Since then I have gotten inspired many times over by people and places. I have experienced love in the fullest sense which has given me a basis for my writings. In addition, I have been on a spiritual journey to understanding the self.
That is my quest in life, and I aspire to get better.
If I should meet you
on the dusty road of life
Do not despair
for I am your teacher
...
He stands on a streetcorner
with a cup half-empty,
and coins are tossed to him
like a seal in shallow water,
...
You are the breath of my life.
You walk where I walk
Kicking stones from my path
So I shall not fall or stumble
...
You think you have it all together
then one day it hits you
like a rugged seacliff
with crashing waves.
...
Scented flowers drank from life
The veins of passion whispered true
Wrapped above a card-so white
A quill of black with words so few
...