Two woman, Anita Holzberg and Ann Wainwright met over the internet with Bill Costley,
their common friend, whose wife Carolin had been Ann's good friend. Starting in
June '09, Anita sent a Cupcake poem to Ann's website cakecakecake, after seeing
the photo of cupcakes. The poem was about her grandson's first birthday party. Ann
liked that and it was the start of a wonderful exchange of poems from Anita to Ann and
Ann with color, photos, and lay-out savvy, presented them to the blog. Now, in 2010,
the two women so alike in spirit and interests, have started BetweenFriends, a new blog
site where they can combine ideas about their worlds. Ann lives in Northern UK
(Teesside). Anita lives in Northern California, Sunnyvale, (Silicon Valley where all the
computers are.) We share our lives on this blog and hope you will comment and share
yours too, dear readers and enjoy the "ride".

Monday 19 July 2010

birds

i like birds.
i like the way they can fly.
and eat.
they are cunning
and they can fight
but they are fair.
unlike us.

Saturday 17 July 2010

Wednesday 14 July 2010

Tuesday 13 July 2010

success smells sweet as roses - Anita Holzberg


Success walked in
along a trim hedge in my yard
50 poems are out there
blog and e mails
Amazon.com
with all that fan fare
I heave a sigh of relief
"Hard work never killed anybody,"
said my mother
a woman for all seasons
that made us walk to school
in snow
never a clone
I salute all that
followed me here
the music plays more
than ever!

Anita Schiffman Holzberg
July 13, '10

Sunday 11 July 2010

My new CD for sale - from Anita!


Hi Everyone
I have done a CD of my poems.
Take a listen to the samples and piano
music by me on Amazon.com under
my name ‘Anita Holzberg’ and ENTER IN.

It is my best work yet.
It spans the years 1988 -2010. Love
poems, Poems of Memory
and Loss, Friendship, Family, Nature,
and Poems of Promise. Enjoy! Comments
would be appreciated.

Hugs. Have a wonderful summer.

Anita


Summer 2010 - Anita Holzberg

In orchid moments

their faces so delicate

their stems so strong

In orchid moments

the summer sun

touches my shoulder

my arms feel her rays

the hustle and bustle

dissipates in my garden of hope

as root beer floats

the swimming pool

close.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg

Anita Holzberg


Underscoring
the human in h u m a n i t y
I exit the Oakland train
a policeman helps me with my suitcase
a cafeteria manager
pours me a cup of hazelnut coffee
and throws in a plain old fashioned donut
at 65, my smile still turns heads (joke)
I fold up laundry for a friend over 70
he sings my praises
the hibiscus blooms bright red near my door-step
my garbage cans are taken in by someone
Under wraps
I see h u m a n i t y
waffled -eyed dreams
march in
the day
and the summer breeze
never ever the same.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg

time for a little nap!

My new felt rose cushions

Thursday 8 July 2010

Places I Frequent - Anita Holzberg

                Oh, memory
I have ceased to answer thee
Martin's photo swept away in the
last de-cluttering
his book, his cowboy photo
a shining star hits the dust

I must
remember that today belongs to today
my trip to the UPS store that
carried my package in
that opened my chest of pots and pans
to send back
that found me a 9 in green fry pan to keep
and packed it up
for shipping
lickety-split

Those women were not clacking bimbos
but professionals of paper and packing
one a chef at culinary school
the other church going

from South Africa

little trips I make now
to those who care for Seniors
with a cane
I find these trips empowering
and heartfelt among
dash and din of a day's routine.

Tuesday 6 July 2010

Waves - Anita Holzberg


Ice cream
cobalt blue sea
seagulls hang over
surf
come up
sometimes rough
beauty is in the sound of the
waves.

Poem for June by Anita Holzberg

Time the great marker
sugar-coated occurrences
wind that does not stop

One white rose appears
then one red
and then a third one--orange

I tell the garden to be my barometer
when the small beaked hummingbird arrives
when the bushy black tailed squirrels ride
my telephone wires high
when summer simulates spring
when curtains ring.




two roses
one white,
one red
meet beyond the wooden shed

each ones' song
out into the universe

June tune.


Anita Schiffman Holzberg
June 29, '10

New thoughts - Anita Holzberg

In shadow
in darkness
in unfathomed silences
the word proceeds the music
the hum proceeds the phrase
the ditto proceeds what we see in
Nature
the chime precedes our deepest joy

(I know this, because I have been there).

Anita Schiffman Holzberg
July 1, '10
July flys

A classic Button pose!

freshly baked brownie muffins baked by Ruth!

Peace -Anita Holzberg

P e  a  c e

comes q u i e t l y

the anger extinguished

the fluorescent bulb lasts

longer

throw the clay on the wall

watch it stick

the tread of humanity

rests

in the resting.