Anita's poem

The cat swallowed the canary
and then some

Dogs abide by their owners
A fraidy cat stays on the deck
  waiting for breakfast

Time is the magic wand
As I write these words to keep
  me sane
Time is the umbrella
The clause, the policy
To be remembered in these poems
Who knows?

Poem by Anita

The black sky covers
The rain soaked deck
Sparkle in the coming light

In discovery I find your face
Among the lilies
Your smile on my doorstep
Your voice unending

You did not die
You will never leave me

As geese fly
As children run
As the curtain flows
As the sea recedes
As waves come

You will be with me
My beloved for all time.

Time Comes, Time Goes lyrics to a song set to music - by Anita

Time Comes,
Time Goes
You were there for me to 
  start my heart

Time Comes,
Time Goes
You were there for me to
   start my heart

Love...is the answer
Love ...is the answer

When you have a love like that
When you have a love like that
You are to t a l l y changed.

Time comes,
Time goes
You were there for me to
 start my heart

When you have a love like that
You are totally changed.

Spring-light - Anita Holzberg

Spring-light comes
  bounds and bounds of light
8 AM
  my garden has a glow
    my heart leaps up to match
        the light
  In the interim
     I think of you, dear Jim
  write a song about you, dear Jim

Love is the answer
   that is my message

No amount of clothes or fancy dinners out
compete

Love is the answer
Now.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg

The Lesson - Anita Holzberg

Waking
  the leaves wet
     rain enters the garden
 all chairs wet
     the barbecue before the season's
         start shiny black with rain

                In the waking
yesterday's visit of Debbie and Sarah
   while Misaki did her drawing
         in her lesson
    Sarah's golden locks shorter
       as she gave to Locks of Love
             her face shining in
               her new sporty hair do

         Misaski brings her drawing
          over for all to see
                happy sun and happy clouds
            frame a Peter Cottontail

Suddenly, my student and friends are together
          In that moment
I became higher than a kite
  never coming down as I resumed the lesson
          Sarah and her Mom leave
                Misaki does her phonics
                        and writing

          another day in the house
                this one refreshing!

Anita's New Poetry Book

Hi Readers:
  This Winter I have written 2 chapbooks of my poems.  They contain 10 poems 
each.  

One is "Love Knows No Bounds, Love poems to Jim Becker.  The other "A Beam of
Light" are 10 poems of healing.  I believe each speaks to the universal world 
out there.
If you want to purchase them or have them, they are $5 US dollars and can be 
ordered
with your comment on my blog.  I believe they are wonderful!  You will embrace 
the
Love Poems. Everyone who was ever in love will relate to them. Poems of healing 
is
my journey after knee replacement surgery and my broken arm.  Those too will 
help
on get on with their life after the physical challenges.  Do let me know if you 
might
want a copy.  I will have "A Beam of Light", after April.  Take care, dear 
Readers.
So glad you are out there. It means so much.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg

In Willows I Will Remember You - Anita Holzberg

In willows 
I will remember you
as the light becomes day
before my eyes
I will honor you
because life is about loving
Loving is about life
Love makes it through the depths
I hold this prism of light before me
Before you are waking
Before you are moving
I feel all that you are
All that you are to me. 

whole foods - Anita Holzberg

Whole grains
whole foods
rapsberry jam
a piece of dark chocolate

whipped strawberry dessert
beef stew and black beans
Brought by Beth Am Woman
In purpose
My healing of the right arm
Good,
Advancing as we speak.

Attention to Detail - by Anita

Rapt attention
to detail
I live my life memorizing closets
Counting socks in drawers
Organizing t-shirts
Piles of memories in those clothes
capri pants and flowered shirts
straw hats and cloth caps
In the interim
there is space for writing
and dreaming
that's what life is about
dreaming.
The flowers sing to me this
early morning and the
trees with pop of green
bring me peace.

As My Day Dreams - Anita Holzberg

Tomorrow's vision
On today's sleeve
the undulating seas
claim me
the hunt and peck
besiege me
the wrestle of the leaves
understand me
the comings and goings
of life remind me
that life is short
5 months in this house
I survived and did better
than that
The wings of man summon
and the children who I teach
who are my grand kids
speak to me in the early
morning
pearls of wisdom from them
always a divine light around them
as my day dreams.

Morning=light by Anita Holzberg

I insist
the universe is round
the ground is brown
the grass grows
like sweet grains under
my feet
the understood visions
march into Spring
as the infinite shadows
recede
in the morning light.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg 

I Spoke to my Beloved

not withstanding hope
I write these words
I spoke to my beloved
He knew my voice
Time erases the pain
Time can catch me
Out there always
Always with you in my heart
5 months does not mean
You will forget me
I will never forget You
Soft shades of morning curl
Like silver threads in the morning
sun
at the thought.

Maine - Anita Holzberg

lobsters and shrimp
buttered sauce
big white bibs
a New England clam chowder
I have been there
in Maine
where the lake laps
the rocky coast emerges
the Augusts are chilly
The evergreens roll
The peace in the mountain
Mount Katadin
The girls around the campfire
tennis courts until dusk
are now in the sea of my
dreams.

A Short Poem - Anita

After the rain
my deck absorbs the wet
clouds move overhead
sun dances like crystals
the sky emits patches of blue
the tea kettle sings.

A List Poem - by Anita Holzberg

G-d bless
 the repeating sky
that greets me every morning
the reoccurring dream
that hops open my heart
the air waves
street scenes
cream on the gelato
covered spaces with trees 
hanging over
the river of the mind
that returns in Spring-like
fashion
with semi circles of leaves.

Poem by Anita

rapt in the glow of light
i begin my day through
  the window
ethereal and reasonable
shade and brightness
like a Mondrian painting
the color block
brick gold and red
repeat
their allegiance to sky
after the long Winter's healing
in my sea of dreams.

Madagascar is far - Anita Holzberg

Madagascar is far
  windows hold light
fragrance comes but once a day
streets are greening with cracks
  moss between the toes
A semblance of thought and word
comes quietly to me this day
as the rapt wind blows through
  my hair
     and my fingers walk
my head knows that hard work
is ahead
  I glance at the river, one more time.

4 Months in the House - Anita

Words like wings
  come to me
4 months in the house
The air is still fresh, the light
comes and finds me through windows
I cherish my quilts, my Sumatra coffee,
the coming and going of my cat, Picchu
the camaraderie of friends
the grand kids that light my stage
the restless heart awakens 
I dream of long walks
summer barbecues
a swim across a cool pool
You, there swimming, too.

morning-song - by Anita Holzberg

lightened dreams walk
 on top of morning-song
the sun transmits
a mild March day
is the offering
shadows drop away
as the day begins in
light and shadow
trees glisten
listen to the birds
a song without words.