Two trees stood tall Brothers side-by-side At the edge of the field With no place to hide ~ One noticed changes All subtle at first Its leaves streaked in color Its roots a new thirst ~ But, the other found excuses Afraid of too much, too soon Noting, the air’s not cool enough And the… Read More Two Trees
“Herman, cut your hair!” Echoed through the grove If he’d heard it once or 1,000 times Herman surely did not know ~ He rather liked the way his hair fell Conveniently obscuring his face From his overbearing mother Whose branches crowded his space ~ Yet each time the wind blew Herman let down his hair… Read More Herman
When Sarah Murphy planted A single seed many years ago Never in her wildest dreams Did she imagine how tall it’d grow; For months the young girl waited Hoping patiently That with the thaw of winter A miracle she would see; On hands and knees, she searched The muddy dirt and debris Until her hand,… Read More Sarah’s Sycamore
All worries Weigh you down As dead weight let them Fall to the ground; Place all troubles Under your feet And stomp to pieces With a breath of relief; Soon new thoughts Will begin to sprout And live as a canopy Shading self-doubt; A symbol of all That could (and should be) When nurtured with… Read More Could and Should
Across the silent Lonely night Under a moon So full and bright; A call echoes Through the air Questioning Are you there? A faint noise From afar Answers her In a distant howl; Uncertainty Comes to an end As he calls her home To be with him
A purple hue Of intricate lace Against blue sky Wind gusts chase The delicate features Of leaf and petal; Highlights of green Form a fluffy spectacle That could easily be In an underwater scene Of fine coral beds Tucked in by saltwater dreams And kissed by the fishes Who would call it home Under the… Read More Where There’s Smoke…
Your roots dig deep In the same dirt as me But nature says On gusty breath “You must fly free.”
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
It’s amazing the transformation that can happen in a little more than a decade. When we moved to our current house 13 years ago, the suburban yard displayed a wide array of mature trees, but little else was visible around the acre landscape. What did plentifully exist, was a wide expanse of grass. Oddly absent… Read More Once again, the birds sing
