Gold with little rain I drive through the veil of yesterday hoping little has changed I can’t quite see behind I see tracings of what lies ahead the giants in today’s sky are the least of what I dread San Francisco and the Northern Bay area (of California) will always be considered home. I dont […]
I stop… mesmerized sunshine reaches down they’re holding hands radiance from the ground I stand… reaching with my eyes I soak in warmth kneel where nature lies I breathe…silence listen to holy teaching never quite the same for truth I’m always seeking Sharing with the poets at Poet’s United – Sunday’s Poetry Pantry always has […]
eyes long to touch spring rain fills the earth’s cup her long finger caress There is something about a smooth stone that draws the eyes and the fingers to palpate the pulse of the smooth stone. This haiku in response to the prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
Have you ever looked upon day just before the curtains are drawn there is in magnificent display spectrum’s delight as we gaze upon dawn The WordPress DP Photochallenge is always a great way to start the weekend – why not join in on Roy G Biv?
I tried to count the grains of sand I got lost there were too many in my hand I tried to count the hairs on her sweet little head I made braids with ribbons instead I made friends with a duck today as I said “goodbye”, he flew away I tried to touch a monarch […]
Nature the canvas intricate are the lines painted by His hands The prompt for this week’s WordPress DP Photo Challenge is Intricate. Where do you see “Intricate”?
Despondent Dressed in tones of sunshine my yellow bonnet waves amidst contrast of green fields we chorus spring today an errant finger plucks I cry in silent agony breaking Printemps connection separated from celebration Disappointed with my fragrance I am flung upon a pile of debris rubbish clogs my senses I used to breathe beauty […]
They came too late to say “goodbye” for long had she been dead the one who had bounded free and always the herd led where goes the life that under tree doth fall a breath too soon has left tho young or old it matters not their heart we are bereft Winter steals many things […]
Tree’s finest gems forest stilled in awe Christ Child’s cry Carpe Diem’s prompt is Christmastime.
Looking up to curse nature’s tears you freeze as you plummet toward my plot of dirt the contingent of birds and woodland life shivers no one wants to venture out bombarded by winter’s calling card with one added degree of warmth you thaw no longer a harsh sleet your cascade is gentle as you brush […]