November 30, 2015

Unseen Presence

 Music lost
Silence touches flute
Sound within the mute
Nature waits - then came
Harmonious breath of sound
By untouched hands
- Rhoda Galgiani

November 28, 2015

Season's Style

Tree sways in Winter Breeze

Breath of winter breeze
commands a coming freeze
snow bows in winter white
hovers in heaven’s light -
ice crystals cling 

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 27, 2015

Nothing Single

Two look at the moon
Grasping the world together
In a moment of love
With his maiden fair
Joined today

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 22, 2015

Love Died Like Wilted Flower

Love lost in a moment’s breath
Confusion filled the moist air not expected
Mind becomes full, thoughts of death
Sparrow’s sighed while loving heart was rejected

Pain filled the lonesome late hour
Dark and gloom overtook the promise broken
Love died like wilted flower
Taken by one, the heart buries vows spoken

Alone, no sweet dreams of you
Midnight hour comes to one with heavy heart
Night drifts by, color deep blue
We two must forever step away and part

Time will heal a broken soul
As faith sustains one who can see their own light
Love will bring a brand new goal
Next time love comes to my heart it will be right

One learns from past mistakes and character flaws
Which is a good thing, don’t go back to what was

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 18, 2015


Suddenly -
a touch brought
the frown to a smile
without warning the
stranger turned it around -
epidemic now shall spread

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 15, 2015

Mother Nature Smiles

Ah, Mother Nature

Snow, she comes again
with a cold wind
wrapping a chill
around whatever, whoever
stands within her path

Flakes of crystal design
covers, hides, burying all is
her sole desire - she is a storm
created of fury that displays
a winter wonderland

Degrees over time drop as
snowflakes lay themselves down,
covers with a blanket of white
burying the existing floor
that is our earth’s foundation

Upon its pass, the glorious sun
speaks to us revealing to our
weakened weathered state,
she has come and gone again
for another day as -

Mother Nature smiles

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 12, 2015


Have you ever noticed how a feeling
can come to one through the innocents of
nature’s flight that can send you reeling?

Look homeward and see his smile as
his creations fly within a silent sound
telling us he is with us all the while

A simple message seen with our eyes
that calls to all who adore, he says,
I am watching over your silent cries...

Take a moment to inhale - me

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 10, 2015


 Night shadow
Draws picture
On silent
Flat wall
Muted art

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 8, 2015

I Trust...

~ We are the Children of the Lord ~

I trust in Him always
Never have I been scorn
For He shows me my path
Showing me truth and love
I am saved from my wrath

I trust in Him always
He makes sure I am safe
Protects my daily stride
Guides me on my journey
Whether narrow or wide

I trust in Him always
For His truth cares for me
He clears dark eyed vision
Counsels my every move
Make the right decision

I trust in Him always
I will follow Him home
For He is my true Lord
I never need to fear
With Him, my soul has soared

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 4, 2015

A Women Scorn ~ Sonnet

The heart has turned away hiding inside
Conceals the pure love that once did glow
Afraid to reveal pain the heart does show
Broken with slashes deep trying to hide
Body mends the mind closed the gap so wide
Love has taken the soul far below
Buries the guilt so his hand cannot sow
Heart crying deep tears as true love has died

Soul has learned not to trust anymore
Steals ones mind and thoughts not to restore
His lying lips she’s now a woman scorn
Emotions wasted on visions now torn
Walks alone to regain life as was born
Brings hope to a women who is lovelorn

- Rhoda Galgiani

Author's Note:
*As you read my work be assured my writing is fantasy!
I am a happy single camper, for sure!!!
A Sonnet consisting of an octave with the rhyme pattern abbaabba 
followed by six lines with a rhyme pattern of cdecde or cdcdcd.

November 2, 2015

Every Breath ~ Etheree Form

Breath of Heaven

Lead me
To this place
I became whole
Through Him I shall rise
He has shown me the way
I gave Him my loving heart
I receive favor through my soul
He has shown me how to love myself
I thank God with every breath that I take

- Rhoda Galgiani

Author's Note:
Etheree Form of Poetry - Created about twenty years ago by an Arkansas poet named Etheree Taylor Armstrong, this titled form, the Etheree, consists of ten lines of unmetered and unrhymed verse, the first line having one syllable, each succeeding line adding a syllable, with the total syllable count being fifty-five...rg

October 31, 2015

Nature's Whirlpool - Triolet Form

Color swirls in the wind
Whirlpool grasp for leaves
falling becomes their end
Color swirls in the wind
collects in an earthly bin
protects who surely believes
Color swirls in the wind
Whirlpool grasp for leaves

- Rhoda Galgiani

Author's Note:
Triolet Poetry Form is a poetic form consisting of 8 lines
Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat,
and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well.
Rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital
letters representing the repeated lines...rg

October 28, 2015

Autumn ~ Days of Blends

As autumn arrives your eye
Will see the joy of color
Days of Blends of orange and gold
Glimmering in the bright sunlight
Evenings filled with a Harvest moon
So close you can almost touch it
Air so brisk that fills your lungs
With a fresh, new crispness
A season depicting the end of summer
And the prelude to winter
Embrace this season as
A delight of Nature’s majesty

- Anonymous 


Dedicated to Al

People have met not expected
possible friendship this is projected

Moments there two people to share
talk displays their joyous flair

Peaceful moments come to view
when I have visits just with you -

my new friend Al

- Rhoda Galgiani

October 26, 2015

The Flower of Fall ~ Haiku

visually displayed
gold mums the autumn flower
will welcome snowflakes 

- Rhoda Galgiani

October 24, 2015

Bonded in Spirit ~ Dedicated to Robert E. Galgiani

SPIRIT BOND - by Marcia Baldwin from Western Art by M Baldwin

Memories come in a moments flash
at times one’s thoughts even might clash
Happy times fill one’s rhythmic rhyme
long ago comes to enchant the mind

Time flies so fast these days
thoughts and time lost in a grey haze
So much learning has been gained
from the young years one was trained

Sadness fills the eyes that are blue
when one think of the years lost to you
Wishes come for me to see you again
must wait til our meeting comes when

So grateful my memories remain strong
happy times I shall live happy long
Blessed that you touched my heart
true love you gave from the very start

A childhood of love and growth
bonded in spirit are we both -

my Dad
May 22, 1911 ~ May 26, 1990

- Rhoda Galgiani

October 23, 2015

A Cowboy's Daughter

At the young age of twelve I rode the
barbed wire fences with my cowboy father,
who taught me to wear leather chaps for
I was his little girl, a cowboy’s daughter.

During a scorching summer’s drought or
during a rainy season the fences needed repair,
for the cattle would see their escape and run
through the open fence without despair.

The ranch hot and dry with lingering dangers
around the front porch as rattlers would hide,
Our faithful cattle dog Judy would bark seeking
them out keeping us safe from their striking side.

Our horses Blue and Boy excitedly jumped
and whinnied as they saw our pickup arrive,
knowing we would give them alfalfa and oats,
my Father loved his mounts with a cowboy’s pride.

I shot a 30-30 rifle with precision taught from a man
who made his own bullets, collecting guns for many years,
I was taught to walk beside him wearing my cowboy hat
as long as my hair was tucked behind my girlish ears.

He shot year round to feed his family fresh meat and
stopped at the grape and melon fields giving us such joy,
He was a frontiersman born in a century of modern times
but, his mind set was that of a rugged bronco busting cowboy.

Then I grew up having a family of my own with
no cattle ranch or guns to shoot nor horses for me to ride,
my life took another turn away from the ranch that I loved
and now have only a memory I carry with cowgirl pride.

- Rhoda Galgiani

October 20, 2015

If... is humble
joy comes to thee is hateful
lightening strikes in three eyes follow the light
they remain open to see feels eternal love
they will become free

Did you find your IF today???

- Rhoda Galgiani