Playing life on a strange new field
Getting used to what appealed
As the best advantage in my range
For new focus on a different stage
Waiting, saving, kept away
From what I've awaited and
What I've craved
Treading fine on simple taste
Recreating, avoiding waste
Except for time
Which takes its liberty
On a loose rein it runs around
As I attempt to keep it bound
Rearranged outside my hand
Not revealing its new plan.
-Kelly Write Away
I rode my bike to get the mail
Then down the street just past the courts
I met a tortoise; my first, if truth tell
Here was a self sufficient being alive
Right near my age I could tell by his size
He was moving quite quickly towards where I had come
We watched each other coyly from the sides of our eyes
I hid my exuberance so as not to disturb
He crouched ever slightly just in case I changed course
We both are survivors with all that we need
He with his shell and me now with glee.
-Kelly Write Away
The end of summer is surely reached
When one can enjoy the perfect peach.
Kelly Voelker
When the blossoms fall
We'll drop it all
Go sit down, adjourn, not think
Play some cards, enjoy a drink
It's social time go get a chair
Enjoy the breeze and get fresh air.
-Kelly Voelker
An old cement sidewalk
Narrow and rough
Leads me between flowers
I've planted and loved.
-Kelly Voelker
