Dust beneath my feet hoot owl chants a new song Old as the hills The prompt for Carpe Diem is New Moon. A favorite topic. What do you love about the moon???
old, weathered sun has kissed my face youthful color there is no trace wind scorched have I been left to dry you never stopped to say “goodbye” * the life we shared was fair and good the test of time is where we stood what came between love you and I? you never stopped to sayContinue reading “Sun Kissed #atozchallenge #poetry #photography”
Fresh fallen the night before crisp footprints on distant shore crystalline capturing fallen light colorful red rose smiling bright holding hands clasped this day speechless love needed nothing to say vowed spoken to the skies renewed snowflakes in our eyes free petals fall in the breeze laughter whispers spoken to the trees fallen strong stoodContinue reading “Fresh #poetry #photography”
Where do you go on the narrow road? To another land where you have never gone? Only the story teller knows…
As long as you relegate me to the third person I can remain in your jail unwanted, unaccepted blotted away as the ink fails *** As long as you write of me he,she or it then I can’t exist in your word’s orbit *** As long as you close the book you classify me old, dusty,Continue reading “Write me off #poetry #life’slessons”
You’ve seen many seasons- my friend there are those who came to you for shelter others came for food All knew you were faithful to stand firm, during a storm *** you never complained always held your peace when families had their squabbles you endured with quiet strength *** children were birthed in your wingsContinue reading “The Family Barn (Americana Series)”
“Hello” are you still there? If not then where did you go? * Is it time? Is it space? where’s the connection? I’m out of place * Now you have Smart phones receivers that think I’m an anomaly so out of sync * Don’t you remember the good ‘ole dayz? I offered comfort in thisContinue reading ““Hello” (people used to speak into a receiver)”
I was talking to a fellow poet about trees this week. We were musing about the intelligence stored up in the trees. What mistakes would we bypass if we could access the ancient wisdom of the trees? Have you ever contemplated what if would be like to have been under the teaching of Plato, orContinue reading “Intelligence an “I” that looks into the Wisdom of the Ages”