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” →
The ever-bratty babe,
young kid-sister, Summer,
howled and stamped her feet,
furiously and red-cheeked,
at the scalding indignity
of Autumn’s timely arrival,
finally and carried lightly
by such a soothing breeze. Continue reading “Bedtime for the Babe” →
The sun warms our cheeks
and the trees bend to the breeze.
Old sun warms our cheeks
…peace in the light. Continue reading “Peace in the Light” →
Her whispered love
is like dynamite. Continue reading “Broken Black Light” →
In her eyes,
green hills roll,
woodsmoke-tinge
grays the edge,
reminding
lonesome hearts
of wood stoves,
wool blankets,
and stillness. Continue reading “Woodsmoke” →
I feel so heavy,
like stone or lead. Continue reading “Like Stone” →
I am
soon to become
an old Fey
of the woods, Continue reading “Mark Me” →
Carried away by hopeless seas,
uncharted depths of the deep,
crisp and blue, surface sweeps,
she, the wind whips the mist free. Continue reading “Hopeless Seas” →
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” →