A Dandy Design
Your roots dig deep In the same dirt as me But nature says On gusty breath “You must fly free.”
Your roots dig deep In the same dirt as me But nature says On gusty breath “You must fly free.”
Chimes in the wind Ride the waves of air; Their subtle melody Tickle lonesome ears. Those who seek to hear Songs of different tunes; Soothing notes relax And discreetly distract. The hectic pace we keep Where simple things get lost; We overlook the melody And discount the cost. With each gust of wind A singular… Read More Chimes in the Wind
Some days are cold and gray Damp and dark, they fade away Without notice; Until replaced by Bright yellow and soft petals. Mixed drops of water From angry clouds and sad eyes Free fall; Evaporating to reveal Bright yellow and soft petals. At the close of each day As your memory seeps further away From… Read More Bright Yellow and Soft Petals
A little house To welcome you; A blue roof And red walls, too. Sheltered by pines Dressed in snowy white, Wear nature’s design; Winter season’s last fight. To hide lively colors: Our sure sign of spring, And all of the wonders She surely will bring. Blooms and chirps, And drops from above, Remind us all… Read More Colors of Spring
A winding path To nowhere fast Yet toward everything And anything imagined. Where dreams exist Spoken from lips Of speculative hope And forward focus. Toward what exists On a changing horizon From crystal blue To full moon rising. Today is now Tomorrow is then Next year reveals Where we’ll have been. Questions answered Truths revealed… Read More A Winding Path
Many miles seen and traveled Across rolling hills and fields Cutting through chasms and rock Forming mud and mossy yields. Flowing under rustic covered bridges Past bustling freeways; country roads Where ducks search for dinner Hunting plump, chirping spring toads. Camouflaged by weeds and water Webbed feet, swimming with fishes In the depths of deep… Read More Downstream
I watch you You don’t see me On this fine day By the sea Crashing waves White spray wetting the air Distracting; Enticing Mesmerized, you remain unaware Of me on the rock My chosen resting place Where I watch the show Against overcast airspace Of a curious man And his camera too Focused on the… Read More Of Gull and Guy
Paint me a colorful memory; One I want to keep Deep in my treasured thoughts Across the line of time. Make it one worth keeping A scene not to forget A happy tree, decorated white A sky ablaze, last sunlight. In need of something beautiful; Upon this scene I’ll look At colors, reminiscent of… Read More Paint me a Memory
Cold, bare; the view frigid The icy landscape; stark, unfair. Unhappy tree roots, pulled out Of the harsh frozen ground As sparse leaves hang on, Stubborn, refusing to drop down. Across the slick frozen surface Flowing water – solidified and white Stands a sad, bare forest; Mixed with lush evergreen pines. Just as all things… Read More The Promise of a New Day
In a reflection What do you see? Is that the future or past Staring back at me? Secrets… It does surely hold; Of unknown stories Not yet told. Study the details; Are they really the same? Or does the reflection Answer to a different name? Now viewed together Another image you’ll see. Each looks like… Read More Reflection
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