Love is the Way - Anita Holzberg

In those spaces     In those petite spaces            I find the       space to love you            in the early morning         the beauty of you               graces my life           as the sun rises                  my spirit rises              my heart is home                  find the time to love                  and it will love you back              time is the essence                   love is the way            walk with God, be free to say                     what you desire             walk with love

Keep - Anita Holzberg

Stand in your truth
  ride the high wire
Keep the secrets of a lifetime
   under wraps
Walk in the trenches
Never bicker with strangers
Hold the ticket close
Hold my hand and I will 
hold yours. 

A bunch of lines - Anita

A bunch of lines    words strung        on daisy vines offset by the     light of the moon.

98 Ways to say I Love You - Anita Holzberg

98 ways to say I love you
15 ways to clean a kitchen
11 ways to clean your garage
23 ways to ask for forgiveness
10 sunrises wait for all this to happen

In truth, I did all of the above
In truth, I raised the banner high
My flag still flying, as the wind takes on my sails
I am not afraid
I am not daunted
I am stronger having had the surgery and the fall

58 ways to be grateful

Gratitude is a blessing....

Amen.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg 

true blue black - Anita

In the true-blue black    rising mountains      purple moons            unending sky    the heavens proclaim her glory        star-lit black            in the true blue friendship      I held your hand             and you held mine

And Love has Found Me - Anita Holzberg

And love will find you
  hiding under a rock
    in a shelter
      under wraps
   a comforter with feet

And love has found me
   in assisted living
         the spark of what we had
     always present

And love will be like a tree of remembrance
    whose branches hang memories
            whose leaves, promise

In truth I never thought I would find you again
    Love walks in mysterious ways
         she abounds joy
             at the juncture of pain
                 she lives, breathes,
                       extinguishers fires
                   put out the flames
                     the soft mellow face
                        of love remembers
                                and brings the peace.

Garden Remarks - Anita Holzberg

The journey is far
  endless days and nights
     the beetles and dragonflies
know what we do not

the bamboo shoot that sprouted 
  in the middle of my garden
     speaks her own truths

I turn a leaf
   I followed my heart
      in that moment
divine intervention took place

My friend was the initiator
   blessings to her and Jim

I notice today the trumpet vine flowers
   orange next to the bamboo
       an Asian mix
           in my garden bringing
       symmetry and hope.

In Truth - by Anita

In truth,  the thorn and the rose are one         the bloom rising     a 95 degree day          the sun was streaming on        us     life moves in her mysterious ways          another chance              to be l o v i n g.

Visions - Anita Holzberg

In shadows
  I come
     to this juncture
           this turn in the road
       out of the darkness
   some semblance of light
       beginning like a cat
             open eyes
          mouth closed
            
    In times I feel like the traveler
       always finding something new
           the day barely
                  starts
              the road to nirvana
                   far
         I touch a leaf
                I hold it close
                       nature will be there
                    always
                          to calm my soul.

Be - Anita Holzberg

Find happiness in your sleeve
  your hand that reaches out
     your eyes that digest the images
          of a world fleeting by
         a bird that flies free
             a sun that warms
                  a bamboo shoot that takes hold

            Find happiness under a rock
              in a word
                   in a conversation
                       in which I was heard.

Illusions - Anita Holzberg

On the crown of the soul
I write these lines
illusions
as if the world did not need 
such pomp and circumstance
I write
touched by mountains
cradled by streams
tumbled by the dry lips of understandings

We are images
fleeting across sand
like the firefly
before he had wings.

After Nils Peterson's Poem, Kiss first line, A kiss and my whole mouth red - Anita Holzberg

A kiss and my whole mouth pink
  pink as the sky at sunset
    pink as the perky petunia
      pink as the rose in first plume

A kiss and my whole mouth pink
     drinking in the universe
        thinking pink
            in a world that ceases to
                  remember
          how pink really is.

Anita Schiffman Holzberg

Poem by Anita

Sounds around
  a honking bird
    a meek meow
      the sprinklers
             June
     my favorite month has arrived
         I too have survived
     arrived at happiness
            ever fleeting
      I hold the reigns
         as  the horse of many
      colors presents herself.

Amen.

Almost June - Anita Holzberg

In almost June
The winds follow fiercely
The seeds of nature are swaying
What was once dormant blooms
mini roses illuminate a walkway
  of slate
As the unpredictable looms
in the sea of beauty
How did we get here?

Summer's Ahead - Anita Holzberg

In the green of summer
  I walk
   turtles on my path
      knees bend to pick up
              stones
toads appear
   snails, too

No one knows where I've been
No one knows where I am going

In the green of summer
  I will move like lightening
     and see m o r e
the honking geese
      the chickadee
           the forest's green
               will dance on the earth
           like children hopping
                 like popcorn popping
         rejoicing in what I have
             what will be.

Mini Poems - By Anita!

Mini Poems

In the rivers of the mind
  I touch deep
   small pools
     big dreams
(out of darkened waters)


I don't look back
 keep on running
    the charge to
jump start
   comes from
     within.

      2        

In the breakfast of the
      mind
        fresh pear
      cheddar chunks
     grapenuts crunch

I begin again
 with myself
    because
I can only be myself
     to myself.

        3        

A firefly sticker
    by my sleeve
 iced creamed mornings
    speak to the ever
            ending
          sky
what chance for renewal
Now!

          4                

In rivers I call home
  the dark fogged in morning
     Il Divo plays
Peace walks, like never before
      I am home.

          5              

Morning comes quietly
  quickly I make my coffee
     the blend of spices
 cinamon and hazelnut
      fill the room
June is soon!!

         6        

What is it about the rain
  wind and fog
      what is it about
the sea, trees, and mountains
  I see your faces
In this early morning
peace reigns like a queen.

anita s. holzberg

Anita - a song!

In truth
  birds chirp
     as robins return
         spring sits on the top of summer
    warmer days
          flowers emerge
             my heart
                 begins to sing

Anita's poem

Satisfy hunger
  with the sun streaming
    and the cat grinning
       her fur under my feet
so sweet.

Roses - by Anita Holzberg

Velvet red roses
     big velvet red roses
         bloomed
     on my rose tree
         dormant
            now bursting with color
                          
        On the fence
              near my neighbor
                      two orange roses arrived
              a surprise!

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.

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.