In fields unkempt And overgrown A farmer applies The skills he’s honed For generations It’s in his blood Patience cultivated Come drought or flood He tills the fields And plants the seeds Until there are No more mouths to feed Until there is No more hunger
I remember when pulling petals Decided fate If love would blossom At a future date Or if the last petal Would decide Love’s not to be Between him and I And if the final answer Didn’t fit I’d pull more petals I would not quit To find the answer That I sought “He loves me,… Read More Pulling Petals
A canopy of blue above Countless waves of blue below Reflected in my eyes A place they used to know Where thoughts are lost But soon are found In endless hues of blue Bringing me back Pulling me in To memories of you
The world rushed by House, tree, bird From the open window Classic rock stirred Adventure Into the warm summer air The sweet scent of lilacs Brushed their hair At the bark of a dog The engine roared The tires spun faster On the vintage Ford The world rushed by House, tree, bird Their smiles said… Read More The World Rushed By
Refreshing is The subtle breeze That sashays in With grace and ease To fill our souls With gladness
During a heatwave Remember the rain Remember the darkness When no light remained Remember our longing For a brighter day For the sun’s return We hoped and prayed During a heatwave Remember rainy days The rain we once cursed We wish for today
There’s a time to stay A time to go We spend our lives Longing to know Where we’re going Whom we should be But none will know Until they no longer see Speak or hear Hellos and goodbyes Finding peace Eternally Behind closed eyes
The repeating cycle Of sand and sea Under golden sun Calls to me, “You must return To our sandy beaches Where nature’s law Calmly teaches Strength, tenacity And perseverance To all those willing To see and hear it. In the waves In the wind In the whispering sand Are secrets to learn And understand.”
The Mayflies disrupt The sleeping dog As the sun parts The stubborn fog Two nuisances aside No better day We’ll ever find
A butterfly passed Between cars today Evading traffic Not long to stay Happy and yellow She fluttered above The line of metal Cars desperate to get From here to there All too unaware Of the beauty In the sky With a wistful “Hello,” And a cordial “Goodbye,” On tissue paper wings She flies
