Don’t you just love it when: Just for a moment, you can’t tell what day of the week it is, When you have to fumble around in the dark for the phone, Or scamper with one slipper to the window seeking a “sign,” Those rhythms once apparently chiseled, ready and honed, Where has that comfort-abilityContinue reading “Circadian Rhythm – A Poem”
Visions of sunrise cornfields taller than waist height, Reaching up trying to tickle clouds in relaxed flight. Looking up at the cosmic billboard to Summer bliss, Admiring the cloud’s answer to dressing to impress. Debating the skies not to rain on Weekend’s parade, Thunder replies, delivering advice on running inside. Round-tabled courtiers – breakfast andContinue reading “Weekend’s Parade – A Poem”
Dear fellow blogger friends, Believing that by your craft you might inspire others on their own pilgrimages, You sojourned in near and in far off lands, walking, hiking seeking images. You write so that others with similar dreams might find quicker paths, Your encounters speak well of you based on the testimony of your posts.Continue reading “Words Of Encouragement – A Poem”
What a love song to the hands is laundry day to garments, Gathering its fledgling fibers for spun liquid containment; Like a goose with her goslings preening in the catchment. Soaking silken robes in the washing cycle ever so delicate, Cajoling tenderly to render clean by releasing particulate. How smooth linen when under dryer heatContinue reading “Laundry Day – A Poem”
Terra firma; Atlas’s burden, toil and cosmic presence, Orbiting bodies steady his uplifting arm’s advance. Humanity’s home on mortality’s illuminated perch. Dry clay footrest of creation’s live spectator bench, Provides angles from which upon Zion, eyelids gaze Admiring shooting stars and falling comets ablaze. Warmed blue ocean sister to bright brother Solar, Born of theContinue reading “Gifted Shelter – A Poem”
Sunrise sequesters silence at the cusp morning hour, Quiet rises in the halcyon air like fog across the moor. Meditative morning strolls drench soles in dewdrops, Sprinkling contemplation’s lobes where ideas synapse. Cardinal songbirds serenade in their red plumed vest, Spinning pensive toned albums from their nearby nest. Stirring at the day’s first winks, itsContinue reading “Early Morning Rhythm – A Poem”
Expressions carefully coined phrases, gifted tools of the craft. Writers, poets, artists pour, from the jars of their earthen gift Water and oil onto the waiting hemispheres of the imagination. Courageously dipping the inscribed edges of their mortal pen – Its immortal tip dripping with the anointing oil flowing down, From the cloaks of theContinue reading “Tools Of The Craft – A Poem”
Deep in the far off farmer’s wooded hills, Hides the past, the shelved anvil of time. The anvil laid bare, its rusty shadow dim. No longer entangled in the chords of time, It re-fires steel memories of courage past, Casts shields of endurance, winged armor For flights of bravery into valor’s thunder.
Sunshine’s cool citrus elixir valet, Satiates reflection’s thirsty palate, Stirring up lemonade recollections, Singing cheerful summer ovations. Sometimes savory memories, pour Syrup into nuptial’s frosted pitcher, Shredding ambrosia lemon liaisons, Suited in wedded culinary creations.
Memories hop around the kettle of the mind like popping corn with the soul as the lid. The balm of quietude fuels the kernels rising swiftly from where they were hid. Popping aromatherapy scents the room with relaxing reminders; home is sanctuary’s solace. Movie night on the sofa of the soul ruminating on the crunchyContinue reading “Popping Corn – A Poem”