Writer Musings

Can we walk among the stars? Like children tether-free of earth,like comets burning holes through black, like little flecks of northern lights?And shall we leave our footprints on the moon?So far-off paths will shine in sunlit dust,and worlds will twirl on by without a word, and astronauts will not feel lonely.We will sing where sound was never heard,we […]

Fall Fire

The sharpened breeze of coming night that blows (a bit) in frozen bite seems warmed (like life) beside the blaze of friendship, fire, and sparkling grace. So here I rest while colored leaves whirl down to die by living trees.

Light

The light cascades in silky drapes to earth the falling swirls of dusted twirls of sky that flirts with shadows, bright and sudden shy, and seems to dance in beamish streams of mirth. A patchwork glow! a flame upon the berth of cold and cooling shade that leaping, spry, retreats into the trees where dark […]

Summer

These deep days breathe sticky. Heat waves crash over a tepid breeze. Cricket chirps lo—————ng for fall

Stronghold

The Lord is my rock; the quake cannot shake Him. The Lord is my tower; the hail cannot break Him. The Lord is my anchor; the seas cannot push Him. The Lord is my sky; the earth cannot squish Him. The Lord is my song; thunder can’t drown Him. The Lord is my flight; lightning […]

Sounds of Silence

Still. Unrumphled. Bobbing slow in whackish troughs. Below in dappled water caves, deep and low, beneath the waves where somnolescent turtle kings, and shining silver clouding darts swim in sudden loops and starts hear the somber manta ray trundle silently away far from light and fright and day.

Narcissus

Once I thought I saw you in a corner. All I really saw was me, watching others jealously in case they came to steal and say the bestest parts of my own day and make to drive all happiness away. – Soon the corner-me had won and every other single one made quick to leave […]

New Life

That tree, leafing green dead, gray, ungrown just last fall, chirps forth in new song. – – – Photo by Alexey Demidov: https://www.pexels.com

Lantern

Lately, something of your voice has carried across the wide band of stars no one can count, and today the darkness falters in the echoes of it—an ember rising from the fire to quell the night that festers in the dungeons.

Primary Hopes

Green the dress Raging bright the hair Idling in the wind by yellow roses Eyes stare out. Across the ancient blue. Far gone….away.

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Poetry