New Poem for Spring - Anita

Birds chirp
chickens cluck
dogs bark
Cats meow
The sound of just being around
is good
really good
I throw away my expectations
and listen.

Anita S. Holzberg

Poem by Anita

Early morning
   the new day before the day
       p e a c e 
         reigns
              in this instant
                     waves recede.

Anita 

In an instant - Anita Holzberg

In an instant
    talk with you
things become
    clear
I must live like Buddha
   experiencing Now

  going over dirty
        ground
  does not keep the
       sneakers clean.

Anita S. Holzberg 

Beverley Minster

Anita poem

I stake out my life
   one more time
      humanity rocks
I am witness
    to sorrow
      anxiety
         plea bargaining
  
The message I tell myself
   is to be strong
forces will reconcile or not
    hurts will always be hurts
         A Moment of
            Bad Sundays
                pass
         liquid rain comes down
                as I resurrect
             my peace.

In Paths I Run - Anita Holzberg

In paths I run
  through clouded windows
     the sun peeks
         as the river runs 
clear
   I must follow her
      and thee.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg

Time comes, time goes - Anita Holzberg

The spaces between writing and not
       f u r t h er
 as my mind takes other directions
       
     Writing has to be a clear shot
         a stone that ripples in the water
            freely tossed

             
         In the interim, I drink my coffee
             play piano
                "Time Comes, Time Goes"
                      as the light returns
                          to sky.