Mauve thoughts fill my mind
with never ending wonder.

Mauve thoughts leave no room
and always pull me under.

Mauve thoughts are not so bad
I’m sure there are much worse.

Mauve thoughts ever in my mind
so I put them into verse!

Inspired by a student who looked up violet instead of violent. She ended up with “mauve thoughts” in her essay! Thank you Caylee Clendenen

clouds of pink and gray
fly across winter time sky
birds in graceful flight.

River powers turbines for electricity,

and river powers me –

giving me its quiet strength –

flowing, moving, following a predetermined path –

still remaining beautiful, serene –

secrets hidden beneath her surface.

Glassy blue-green mirrors sky and trees –

what lies beneath?

A  world of mysterious hidden beauty-

rocks, fish, plants…

How deep is the river? Can’t tell by looking –

Varied depths, hidden worlds  –

much like people – hiding behind masks –

showing only parts they want others to see.

Perhaps that’s why I love the river –

beautiful surface disguising

hidden depths and mystifying power.