They say "peace flows like a river"
But I find it
Among the trees
And babbling brooks
And somehow when
I'm standing next to you.

The mossy rocks
And moonlit skies
Sooth my Soul
And somehow
So does time
Spent with you.

Moments of serenity
Come to me
On playgrounds
And with bare feet
Underneath green canopies
And somehow amidst your energy.

Chipmunks and hammock swings
Bring joy to me
So does silence away
From city lights; and starlit skies
And somehow
The blue hues in your eyes.

©KSS 7/2023

They say "peace flows like a river"
But I find it
Among the trees
And babbling brooks
And somehow when
I'm standing next to you.

The mossy rocks
And moonlit skies
Sooth my Soul
And somehow
So does time
Spent with you.

Moments of serenity
Come to me
On playgrounds
And with bare feet
Underneath green canopies
And somehow amidst your energy.

Chipmunks and hammock swings
Bring joy to me
So does silence away
From city lights; and starlit skies
And somehow
The blue hues in your eyes.

©KSS 7/2023

complexities and fantasies
swept up
in my mind

the balance beam
of yin and yang
all intertwined

a poetic soul
my heart always
a little too open

a pining lover
my feelings always left
a little unspoken

i romanticize
with smiles and eyes
and i cast spells too

a charismatic
hopeful romantic
with rose tainted views

melodious and melancholy
the labyrinth
of my life

©KSS 10/2022

Beauty in stillness,
Like the calm of an
Autumn rain.
Each year the trees teach us
Letting go doesn't always
Mean pain.

Softness in surrender
Like fresh droplets
On a rose.
The wisdom of nature
Is something our Soul
Already knows.

Contentment in place
Like the sound of
Steady  rainfall
Roots planted deep reminds us
We're supported
Through it all.

Renewal in joy
Like the fall of
A cleansing rain
The newness of Life
Autumn's gift for
Us to gain.

©KSS 10/2022

The wonders of Springtime
Whisk me away.
The glisten of raindrops
So freshly they lay.
The chirping of birds,
Sweet songs do they sing.
With echoes of laughter
They joyfully ring.
A newness of life
As sprouts start to bloom.
A colorful sight!
Ridding Winter's dark gloom.
The magic of flowers
Stretching up toward the sky.
Green grass all around them,
The aromas sublime.
The buzzing of bees
Hum happy and free.
In fields of wildflowers,
What a sight to be seen!
The wonders of Springtime
Fill me with bliss!
Naught a happier sight
To be seen than this!

©KSS 4/2015

Out of my heart
Into my hand
Written in words
My voice to be heard.

When Spirit moves
Through rhythm and rhyme
Expression of truth
Honoring wisdom and youth.

Extension of me
On paper from ink
My ancestors before;
Their words written galore.

Their spirit lives on
Through my heart and hands
Beloved Matriarchy; their gift of Poetry.
Passed down to me.

©KSS 2/22/2021

Mother Earth
No sacrifice She makes
Is small
At the hands of many
Who do not honor
Her at all.

And yet each Spring
New life is born
Flowers bloom
And the animals play
Hope made new
From Winter's gloom.

But the hands of men
Need to understand
Her resilience
Will not last.
And that all humans
Have a responsibility
To preserve Her brilliance-
Steadfast.

Mother Earth
Her weight on our shoulders now
Yet She continues to give.
From Her roots & soils; harvest is plenty
Into our bellies
So that all may live.

May we set aside
Our pride and ego
And all our selfish industrial waste
Get back to nature; honoring Her lands
Great care we need to take
Of Mother Earth for all our days.

©KSS 2/18/2021