follow the dream - Anita Holzberg

Follow the dream

  it is in your pocket

it is at the top of a light bulb

it is swimming there before you

unnoticed, unabashed, undaunting

Follow the vibe

 it swings from the nearest tree

 it gushes in under doors

 it sweeps you off your feet

 so surprising is this vibe

Follow your heart

  it is something unknown

     true to oneself

   it is something really known

deep in the crevices of the mind

passion presents herself

we know not how deeply we feel unless

  challenged

Follow the stream

 that little form of river

       that peacefully flows

no matter the weather

or the heartache in your heart

the stream moves like peace itself

Follow the star

  that vibrant point of light

remember where you are

so infinite among the tall creatures

Be!!  Be Happy, too.  

Rivers of Memory - Anita

Rivers of memory
Pull me back
The novel, "I Only Have Two Hands"
30 years old, 2 children
In a sense everything comes full circle
The grand kids
The friends of the past
The holiday foods and sights and sounds
I follow my heart which has been wounded many times
I look to the light
This aura will bring happiness
This I can attest too
I hope for you, too. 

In Time - Anita Holzberg

In time

  I will take you with me to the great beyond

In time

   wings and men will be one

In time

    wars will be extinct

Cancer will be a vaccine

Intelligence will be earned, not imagined

In time

  the blue streak of memory

     will chide my dreams

   the time we spent in Spring Valley

     the tuberous begonias, the beautiful block

         of people

In time

       memory will guide, not be an illusion

In time

       I will hold my grandchildren hands

            in that precious moment

                    that my daughter has

                created for me

In time

         sleep will come at the end of a day

          dreams will always be positive

               remembrances memoriable

     because my life is:

              very beautiful

                                  at this moment.

East meets West - Anita Holzberg

East Meets West

Crumbs on the table

A fresh tomato rolling

Buddah meets God

Sprigs of thought

On the face of the Earth.

Amen.

Rising with Mocha - by Anita

Mocha is my alarm clock

That 8 lb. ball of fur

Coming in my room before 7

Clamoring for feeding

Mocha is my heart

It beats faster when she's around

Lowers my blood pressure

They say pets do that

Mocha knows she is loved

Her face lights up

Her tail swishes

She does a roll around dance

Mocha can feel the good vibes in this house, too.

Welcome Mocha!!

black and beige - Anita Holzberg

I live with black and beige

One inside cat whose beige (Mocha)

One outdoor cat whose black (Machu Picchu)

Of course they are my favorite colors

Black has its fierceness and wholeness

Beige has it luminosity and completeness

Together, an amazing combination

P.S. My handbag is black and beige, too.

There is Music in my House Now! - Anita

There is music in my 

  house now!!

Cat sounds

  cat dances

       roll around on the carpet

cat sightings

           on the window sill

  Mocha peering out

Where ever I go

  there is Mocha

    in front knowing the way

Mocha a soulful cat

  who embraces life and liberty

I had to give her "time out"

Too much company

She waited by the closed door

Until I opened it

A face of glee!

August Afternoon - Anita Holzberg

August Afternoon

Sun streams on my deck,

  beautiful rays hit my shoulder,

         Picchu sleeps under

                   a bush,

   a butterfly flies   by,

"Quiet day"..............I can hear

      her b r e a t h i n g.

Space & Lines - Anita

Noticing 

     A glass of water 

 An acorn

A pair of reading glasses

I start my day

Rondo with silence

F l o a t

SILENCE - Anita Holzberg

In this moment

   coast clear

I bow to silence

 no music playing

only the noises of the house

I bow to simplicity

  a bowl of oatmeal,

      a running bath,

         a cotton quilt

Each day, in some small way

  silence is making me stronger

It is a path to the divine, too.

Amen.