Delicate blessings,
borne by gentle winds,
spiral, twist, and alight
‘midst rustling oak tresses,
as Autumn’s kiss sinks in. Continue reading “The Lingering Dust”
Delicate blessings,
borne by gentle winds,
spiral, twist, and alight
‘midst rustling oak tresses,
as Autumn’s kiss sinks in. Continue reading “The Lingering Dust” →
Her whispered love
is like dynamite. Continue reading “Broken Black Light” →
I feel so heavy,
like stone or lead. Continue reading “Like Stone” →
Push back the brambles,
and onward I ramble
to a place where I might
grow, whole and new. Continue reading “Whole and New” →
Possessed by
a desperate urge
to grow, to glow,
to inhale and roar
out the glory of hope Continue reading “Seabrave” →
The anvil, uncaring,
unfeeling, unsparing,
sounds a blaring
foghorn-howl. Continue reading “A Lonely Device” →
Undulate,
twist, and fall… Continue reading “The Four-Fold Dress” →
At the wake on Unicoi,
out poured our worth,
once there,
we pushed and pulled,
and tore out holes,
by the fistful,
in that rocky
Appalachian
earth. Continue reading “The Wake at Unicoi” →
I hear a blue heart
crying on the shore.
I see her tiny feet
dancing in the sea foam. Continue reading “The Sunken Lady” →
We say goodbye
to the angels
that bade us Continue reading “Goodbye Sweet Girl” →
I am iron, not gold,
and I shine, well-worn. Continue reading “I am Iron” →
It was 1943…
a baby girl was in need
of daddy’s first kiss,
though he was not home. Continue reading “Mother Mary” →