While I Was Sleeping
Rushing down on wild winds Angled toward the earth Inundating plips of splooshitudinous Night – Photo by: Maxim Forster Pexels.com
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The Words
For my mother, who patiently took care of my Grandmother who had Alzheimer’s disease for 9 years. My Granny was a kind and gracious woman and never would have wanted to put my mother through difficulty. In a way, this is for both of them. I feel the things no longer fully known that once […]
Read more "The Words"A Baby’s View
For my twin nieces who are 7 months old. What would it be like if they could talk right now, or tell their older brother (3) what they are thinking? here’s a rump and rumbly thing a happy lumby loy, a smiley mumming bleeps and boops and holding me like joy. – here’s another, flumph […]
Read more "A Baby’s View"The Sharks, You Fools, the Sharks
The sharks live in the ocean, y’all, Antoni told me so. We cannot swim within the sea the sharks will surely know. – They lie beneath the whackish waves to splunder all our bones, to stab our legs with teeth like steel and drag us to their homes. – Who knows what goes on down […]
Read more "The Sharks, You Fools, the Sharks"Melenorian
He felt the call as clearly as the horn that echoed through the trees at Amon Hen; and quickly rose in answer lest the warn be lost and all destroyed without true men. But no one else had caught that solemn call, and when they tried to hear the notes of light that haunt from […]
Read more "Melenorian"Moving On
We reach a corner peeking (shy) around to see beyond. We catch collages: joys and pains, children sick and soccer games ambulances racing through the rain. And long line stands, financial strains, a mix of dull and great, and unplanned sames. We pull back shuddering, prefer to stay in now. But looking back just seems […]
Read more "Moving On"Rain in the Trees
It patter taps on straw, soft and low and muffled like the bird. But when I try and tiptoe past the watchful trees still hear and see. – The sentinels gaze down. Wise and wake they solemn, rise and shake above my head their sprinkle spread: drips of crystal drops for free. – The woods […]
Read more "Rain in the Trees"Fallen Sky
Oh to see the sun as once it shone in splendor glorious, ancient as the age, the regal glint reflected from on high in clouds of white: a pure and perfect stage – Oh to hear the songs that once were sung: the trilling notes of brass and wood and string— the echoes soaring skyward […]
Read more "Fallen Sky"The Dabbler
He dabs and bows his head, a dapper chap who cheeps about each day to twit and feed. He flaunts, and hops and leaves without a map. – Some weeks it seems he left or took a nap. But soon as hope he pops around for seed, and dabs and bows his head: a dapper […]
Read more "The Dabbler"The Shepherds’ Watch (pt. 2)
The sky streams bright, a thousand streams of burnished, flashing light power vaster than the sea that dulls the brightest fireside in white and holy flame. – A voice that speaks, a mighty voice of bold encouragement: A Savior come to earth for us? Greater David, David’s town? a child-spark, a flame? – Now hosts […]
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