Lady of Compassion

 

Traveling around,
She learned to see
More than with her eyes
Her heart led her
To many places
Learning many things
Trying so much
Much beyond her norm
This lady reached
From within
To bring joy
Happy to give
To bring hope
A longing from others
Comforted
To bring love
As her understanding grew
She offered her
Humble heart
Wholeheartedly
This lady
Brought compassion
To all she came
To know through
Her travels.
By Pauline Harris

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The Gift of Love

There is this magical

Sense of feeling

Hope is alive

A Spirit of Wonderment

Warm wishes come from

The Whispering Wind

And always knowing

One is never alone

And Loved Always

 

Love can glide

Across time

And travel miles

To reach those

In need

Opening our hearts

And minds

We will feel

The hugs of Love

Once and for always

~pharris2014

2days

2days

the water ripples
clouds form
overhead
a calming feeling
fast approaches
as sea gulls
swoop down
a fish jumps up
not caught yet
baby tadpoles
swim making ripples
rippling water
under the boardwalk
as I walk
over the water

trees masquerading
as signs
say turn back
bridge closed ahead
expect heavy traffic
questioning
where is the heavy traffic
coming from
if bridge up ahead is closed
instead
I walk on
a mission I am on
to capture
that one
one glimpse of
something intrigues me
I look for cars
to make sure I am safe
on I go and
find a place
plenty of trees
and powerlines too
looking up
moss reaching down
rest I must
observe I will

driving around
looking for this
or that
find another
memory
not lost
but found
and shared by another
sharing stories
of long since past
connections
and smiles
a great feeling
made

alas the days
are past
along with
something more
but the
connection
oh yeah, the
connection
is living on strong
gratitude
for the 2days
may they bring
more connections
~pharris2013

St. Francis at the Huntington Library and Gardens, circa 1990s

St. Francis Statue, photo by Pauline Harris 1990s

St. Francis Statue at Huntington Library and Gardens, photo by Pauline Harris 1990s

The Keeper of the Plains, as photographed by Pauline Harris

In Wichita, Kansas; there are two rivers which connect.  The Keeper of the Plains watches over them.

In Wichita, Kansas; there are two rivers which connect. The Keeper of the Plains watches over them and all who tread nearby.

being a military brat

Your dad is off

training somewhere

for something

when you are born

 

the earth shakes

not even a month

after your arrival

here on earth

 

you take your first

plane trip

before you can walk

or talk

 

you move lots of times

not knowing if

you will have friends

or a place to live

 

you attend schools

in a foreign land

learn to speak

differently

learn to eat

differently

learn to dress

differently

 

Oh when you do

come back to the states

you are treated diffently

you are different

and yet somehow

the same

 

Overseas you are

ridiculed for being

one thing

many times threatened

for being you

 

And yet when

you return

you are ridiculed

and talked down to

and threatened

 

Some in authority

take more

they say

you are supposed

to learn this

and I will teach

you and you

will not speak of it

or someone will die

 

Others teach you

there is joy

in life

Much, much Joy

and to know

of Love

 

Happiness

is brought when

there in the woods

walking and talking

with that special one

short lived, but still

it was lived once

 

Confusion

of those friends who

did stuff to you

or against you

are they truly

friends or just users

Life moves on

 

Another place

to call home

grandparents come

to visit

only seen them

a few times in life

they don’t know me

I know little of them

they are family

 

Dad is off again

in his monster suit

returns n then gone again

sometimes we can go too

to see other places

 

Sometimes we cannot

go to school because

of the protestors

or threats

Even simple things

have a whole new meaning

to those who serve

and those who are left behind

 

Safe…my dad

and the history of my family

dates back through the centuries

serving this country and many others

what do we truly want is peace

and security

 

Another move

to somewhere safe

a place I can go out and play

sure if you don’t count

the guy who almost killed his wife

or the one who did that to another

or…oh my …what a terrible

 

He, my friend,

he did that…

and now…

he…ugh

I cannot speak of him

no more…no longer my friend

 

Someone brought a smile

while I was in the hospital

he smiled at me

and became my friend

he hurt so much

all the while

and then he passed

passed on the smile

for me to carry on

 

There is much more

to being a military brat

but this here story

is just one of many

did we serve in the military

…not by choice

but by family…yes…and

we endured so much

we gave so much

 

we just wanted

to let you know

we are here

we are doing our duty

we enjoyed getting to know

others and living in foreign lands

learning their customs

and yet keeping true to ourselves

 

thank you all who serve,

who have served

and thank you families

who support them

please, do not forget

the families serve, too

 

by Pauline Harris2012