Tracy McPherson: Born in the northwest and grew up in Southern California, I consider Hawaii home (Don Blanding led me there). Something about blue water and yellow ginger in bloom. I have myriad interests, hobbyist and artist, jewelry designer, fiber arts. I started writing as a pre-teen. I love snorkeling and deep sea fishing, horticulture, gourmet cooking. Lived in Hawaii and California, studied trans-cultural shamanism and International Banking Law. I was a banker, single mom ( he still calls me Major Dood) have been a bartender, coffee farmer, Sunday school teacher, office manager, tournament winning fisherwoman. Now I am back to spiritual counseling, professional psychic and "fun "artist. Life is not a spectator sport. "I have lived the breadth and width of it as well as the depth of it." Sort of retired now I appreciate adventure at a leisurely pace. Aloha Tracy.
 

 

pity party

watching
the moon
golden path
on the water
sank like a rock
damn champagne

 

 

At Last

back to the beach at last..
hearing Etta James sing
At Last
out of the "barghetto "
away from the freeway,
no more hourly Ghettobird
after sunset,
Assigned,
protected

offstreet parking,

A beautiful bayside walk
in a wildlife sanctuary.

Life is Good.

 

 

A Winter Night

The wind blows
clouds scud
in wisps and trails
spilling sudden splashes
of stardust
in the cold night air

 

 

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