Heart Whittling

On her front porch she whittles her heart.

Shavings fall into wooden puddles of art.

Above, the clouds anticipate her musings.

Bluebirds upon her shoulders sit and sing.

Her long grey hair falls against her beauty.

Her cats and dogs fast asleep, faithful duty.

Inspiration comes as the sun breaks in day.

Eyes of light dancing, a porch swing sways.

Roses bloom as the old woman carves love.

Her graceful hands fitted with God’s gloves.

Mere moments of celebration in her creation.

Her heart, now a flute, plays a hymn of elation.

Kathy Paysen 2013

Graceful hands

Leaking Pen
Dear Kathy
True Heart Of The color Yellow
This poem my amazing grace ala Kathy rhyme, love the music from your heavenly flute, it reminds me of
the late great Jean-Pierre Rampal, who has been credited for returning the flute's popularity as a solo classical instrument, you bring back romance and faith to poetry, such grace, such elegance, such music in my ears each time I read your poetry!

Heart Felt Commentary, Love


What would I do without you? You are the icing on the cake, the cat's meow, the bug's ears.

Your faithful gestures of kindness are worth more than money could buy.

I love your comments and your heart. I love being a sunflower, reaching, continually reaching, and growing.

Your food for thought is so elegant. You wine and dine all of us ... at the Showcase.

I have been working a seasonal job ... going on month number three. It is very poor pay, but I rather enjoy it.

Actually, I have been managing to work two jobs. I am grateful to be working in this economy.

I will be back to read your poetry tomorrow ... my first day off in weeks.

I truly love you,

Kathy :o)

Dallas, Texas

Wings of the butterfly

Leaking Pen
Dear Kathy
Like the butterfly needs its wings to fly and socialize in God's garden, you need stimulas of people around you-
the two part time jobs offer wings to to your spirit, how lovely to engage with new faces and have them walk away with your essence imprinted on their souls

I Love You Too Much


I would love to see the picture you have of me in your mind. I am glad you know my heart. In truth, I am very ordinary and a bit silly.

You are right! I do love being around other people. I get a kick out of the sales associates and the customers. I am walking a lot and meeting new people. I love challenges and I certainly have them. I consider these current positions a form of bootcamp. I work hard and I want to play hard.

Thanks for giving me a reason to keep on writing. I have always loved writing. I used to write poetry as a kid too. I didn't become seriously engaged in this art form until struggles hit my heart. Writing is a powerful tool for finding the soul, God.

Your too much,

Kathy xo

Dallas, Texas

Beautiful poem

Dear Kathy
This is stunning

Bathing in Poetry


My heart leaped with your comment. To get a thumbs up from you is better than a box of chocolates.

I love it when images work ... when they come in like the tide ... to wash doubt, fear, and our weakness away.

Thanks for dipping your toes in my tide of heart whittling.


Kathy :o)

Dallas, Texas


Dear Kathy
I ponder over and admire your writing

Sharing the Written Heart

Thank you very much Kate. I love your energy. I love your poetry. It is a pleasure to share this kind of love.

Kathy :o)

Whittling Our Hearts

Dear Kathy,

I think you whittle our hearts with every stroke of your pen, each time you write such beautiful poetry. Our hearts are better for having had you in our lives. God bless you.

Kind regards,

Love, Chris

Love's Lures, Truth


I thank God for you, Mandy, and my poetry buddies.

Poetry has been my garden, my resting place for a long time now.

You are forever in my poetic garden. God is good.



Dallas, Texas

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