By Kim Nelson, on June 8th, 2010%

I AM here.
In the garden.
~
Early morning dawns with promise
Cool air kisses me hello
Quail’s familiar two-beat comment
Letting his companion know
I AM here.
Pre-dawn light, the garden beckons
Heat has not yet scorched the day
Scent and scenery sweetly reckons
What was sown in mellow May.
I AM here.
Harsh now, all the elements be
Searing baulkers, the unwary
But in this early light, I see
The wonders, wrought so perfectly.
They speak to me
Lovingly
Abundantly
Clearly
I AM here.
By Kim Nelson, on May 20th, 2010%
“Happiness Depends Upon Ourselves”
~ Aristotle

Dear Ari,
When you’re right, you’re right.
Love, Kim
~ CHOOSE ~
~ ? ~
Choose to be happy
To depend on yourself
To find joy by the end of each day.
~
Choose to be honest
To live only the truth
No regrets; ne’er deceive or betray.
~
Choose to be valiant
To look fear in the face
Straighten shoulders; lift your chin and love.
~
Choose to be brilliant
To let your light so shine
That the Gods seek you out, from above.
~
This
Is to live.
Choose.
~ ? ~
By Kim Nelson, on April 22nd, 2010%

Look.
Look closely.
At HER.
She is Love
Is Lovely
Lovable
Perfect.
See?
Yes?
Lucky!
If not, Grieve.
Because that means
You haven’t the eyes
To see.
Travesty.
By Kim Nelson, on March 9th, 2010%

I dreamed of you
So vividly
Before you breathed life here.
You came to me with firm belief
That you were mine, so dear.
When morning came, I lucidly
Considered your request,
And changed up my life’s plan
Right there,
Upon your righteousness.
Once committed, I prepared
To have you in my life,
Proceeding forth to welcome you
No fear, no doubt, no strife.
When you arrived,
Beloved!
I knew that we’d been right.
We salvaged joy, began new worlds,
Thanks to that fateful night.
By Kim Nelson, on March 9th, 2010%

As he teetered on the brink
Of this existence
Did he quantify success
Based on
Fast cars and hot women?
~
Any regrets?
~
Did the futile search
For his ideal
Cause concern?
~
Did he measure his own value
In the manner of the world:
Dollars
Cents
Titles
Rents,
And feel remorse?
~
Or did he say,
“Hot Damn!
This was one wild ride!
I’m so flippin’ glad
I lived large ’til I died!”
Inspired by Three Word Wednesday… Ideal, Measure, Teeter