Nada Sanders La Mesa, California

I have been residing in San Diego for the past seven years with my wonderful dog, Milana. I wrote my first poem at age nine and have continued writing for the past thirty years. It is my belief that creativity holds no bounds or limitations. Creativity comes from the deepest part of myself; my soul. This enables me not only to be in touch with my true essence, but to share and express with others who I am. In doing so I have received a most precious gift; I am accepted, cared for and loved.

Disguise Halloween and All is Well but for those Poor Souls who rot in Hell, brought to Life in Festive Attire- Tricks or Treats?, the jest is all in fun; Who knows of those Screaming for Someone. Pumpkins, Witches, Vampires, Bats Who really dwells beneath those hats? Hoods of the most destructive kind-- the world is having so much fun, is everyone so Blind? -to that which lies beneath disguises- Who will receive first prize? My vote goes to...The man in the business suit respected citizen, husband and father with the Friendly Smile; -BEST COSTUME- hiding the Evil in his eyes.

Discovery Knock lightly on the door to your heart and it will open. You need not a key to twist and turn. Only the desire to enter and it shall open for you, as easily as a breeze may blow upon it. Step inside and behold the wondrous light, peace beauty, contentment - Answers for which you have been searching. Whisper quietly, "I am here", within myself - Inside that secret door I once believed to be tightly locked forever, and give thanks, Rejoice!

Wisdom The waves break before they reach their destination. Only to pause briefly in the shallowness, before returning to depths unknown. Much wiser having touched the shore.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Nada Sanders. All rights reserved.