Two Perspectives Symphony Birds sing outside my door a mini symphony to delight and lighten the soul— I breathe. The Dull Drone The dull drone of the doves broke the peaceful morning, disturbing the muse, silencing all words. . . . Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful [...]
Nature's Amazing Revolution I watched them inch their way out of the musty soil. Day by day the leaves stretched their arms embracing a revolution short-lived from bulb to stem embracing buds with anticipation as sun, rain, gentle breezes of spring burst forth— the yellow daffodils. . . [...]
The Storm Flashing in clouds dark and foreboding rumbling and shaking solid ground birds take flight before the storm wind wails a soulful song trees bend kissing ground eyes watch for signs of first drops and then— rain. . . . A poet is, before anything else, a [...]
Melancholy Melancholy encased my heart a quick cold dart of pain yet bliss feeling amiss. The words I never chanced to say on any day slipped by in time silent, sublime. Chances given but taken back leaving a track of broken dreams or so it seems. . . [...]
How did I lose it all? Time waiting opened eyes to a new day planning, doing, more the minutes slip by gone stare into the setting sun a stunning glowing golden sky and all those to do’s laying silent to the wonder and awe of this moment. . [...]
Only a Moment The smile took only a moment sending intent to a stranger spreading laughter A small gesture but so profound that I am bound to wait and see what kind could be The brief exchange left both of us without a fuss and left this space a [...]
Longing Do not leave your longings unattended. Do not throw any of yourself away. Every moment of this life a thread. Do not leave your longings unattended. Stop running, seeking the unseen with dread because someone warned never should you stray. Do not leave your longings unattended. Do not [...]
Life and Death in a Season My walks along the garden path become a lesson in nature as green stems pierce the earth promising blooms of yellow. Every day, I measure the growth. Soon long stems emerge among the leaves. I hold my breath—wait. saffron petals face the sun [...]
Only a Pencil Will Do The teacher handed me the big, fat, round pencil because only a pencil will do. My hand, small, awkward, felt overwhelmed. What will I do with this? What magic will ooze on the page of the Big Chief? Years pass by and still, the [...]
Two Roses Heirloom roses side-by-side flaunting fanciful frills one crimson bud stares longingly my turn not yet your flowering unfolds in time for now you wait patient breaking free soon keep hope . . . If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the [...]
