Hunter what do you see when you shoot at me In my eyes a reflection of your lost humanity.
Author: Karen Lyons Kalmenson
I am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! I have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. I am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. My passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga ... waking up in the morning. I find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. Sketching, watercolor painting, poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. From living with a chronic illness, I have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.
Cetacean Nation
We make our living in the sea. Our home, where we were born to be. Not in your world of captivity.
Squeals of Seals
For those who hunt me because I am a seal, Did you ever stop to think just how I feel. I just want to sit on my rocks and ice. If you would leave me be, that would be so nice. My fur is mine, not yours for the taking, Just look at all the […]
Squirrel Appreciation Day
Today is squirrel appreciation day… Howzabout a bright and bushytailed hip hip hooray!
Cheeky-Kea
We are kea parrots We like to have fun We don’t mean to Bother anyone (Oh maybe just A little bit, Isn’t that the Fun of it.)
Baby’s Breath
From our first breath We live and hope That safe and secure we will be. Our parents take care of us So sweet and lovingly. But we all need a world In which to grow. And become parents too. We cannot do this all alone, Kind humans, we depend on you.
Joy To The Wonderful World Of Wildlife
We wish for all beings on this beautiful earth A life of safety, love, joy and mirth. Attitudes abounding with tolerance. So all get a first or perhaps Second chance. This swirling eden that we call home. A gift from the heavens, God’s painting and poem.
