Painting
Birthday present Continue reading Painting
Author: barb j beyers
Retired RN/Women's Advocate.
Poet, artist, nature lover, seeker
NW EU, Spain, Native Am, Scotland
Between the Lines
I’ve read a thousand booksLooking for meA phrase hereA poem thereSomething that feels familiarA resonance, a harmonyNot found with family … Continue reading Between the Lines
Peopling
I peopled todayPeopling is hardWhen it subtractsAnd doesn’t enhance I tried to conjour the nurseWhen health became the discourse But … Continue reading Peopling
All There Is
Points of View
We are vibrational beings…contracted beings have a slower, lower vibration (red); expanded beings have a higher/faster vibration (violet). Different levels … Continue reading Points of View
Gifters
Day 4 of my writing retreatAnd the word ‘gifter’ comes to mindNot just the word, but a world of meaningIt … Continue reading Gifters
Ms. Maud
My heart stopped again when you didn’t show on time…And as each hour passed, a heaviness weighed me downMy mind … Continue reading Ms. Maud
God’s Glory
God’s Glory has graced me A glimpse here A glimpse there Once She stayed for a week And left Pure … Continue reading God’s Glory
Reverence for Rain
Roses bowing headsIs exactly how I feelReverence for rain Continue reading Reverence for Rain
Xochiquetzal
Sticks and stones and yarn and a feather. Handmade doll. Ooak. Continue reading Xochiquetzal
Murmuration
Dedicated to those doing “the work”… We are not individualsWe are a murmuration of beingsLocked in choreographed KarmaI am my … Continue reading Murmuration
Breathe Love
I have the same religion as the treesI, too, wouldn’t be hereWithout the sun, soil, water or air The big … Continue reading Breathe Love
Ramona’s Bouquet
If emotions were flowersSorrow–the deep grief–Of a loved one passingWould be a bouquetOf love and memories Here are 65 flowers … Continue reading Ramona’s Bouquet
Soft Gray
Claim the middle-of-the-road. Claim soft gray. The split mind, the dualistic mind, sees things as opposites–good/bad, right/wrong, heaven/hell, wealth/poverty, ease/disease–but … Continue reading Soft Gray
Breeze 2018
The air is the same temperature as my bodyNothing defines my edgesAnd so, I disappearMy mind is silentThere is no … Continue reading Breeze 2018
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