- Tug of War
A rope is tied to each hand,
Making you helpless,
Subject to all that they can take.
Pulling and tugging
Back and forth,
Forth and back.
Your head spins. Continue reading
- Spirit, Remember
I knew from the first moment
You would alter my whole world.
I thought that I was ready
For any curve that life could hurl.
But the truth hits like a hammer,
I am driven to my knees.
I am crushed beneath its blow, Continue reading
It is not so tangible that it may be touched
Or held in your hand.
Yet it is strong enough that it can be felt
Over time and distance.
From one soul to another
Protesters line the street,
Marching, yelling, waving signs.
They are there for a holy purpose,
They have a divine goal.
They threaten anyone who tries to enter
What they have declared
A house of sin. Continue reading
- Entertain Me
We are a society that screams Entertain Me.
We walk with our noses pressed to screens.
We talk with our fingers dancing across keyboards.
We can access anything, know everything;
Yet we do nothing. Continue reading
- Gathering Sand
When one tries to tie sand with a rope
One accomplishes little.
Save, perhaps, the gathering of a few particles
That cling desperately to the rough stray fibers. Continue reading
Cheeks flushed by bright sunlight
Pulsing in a turquoise sky,
And the constant caress
Of vanilla-scented wind.
Clouds of red-clay dust
Collect around my feet,
Lungs strain for oxygen Continue reading
- The Scent of Ferns
Rain drips through the thick green canopy
Of a thousand year old forest.
I follow the descent of individual drops
From leaf to leaf to leaf.
True silence is intermittently broken
By the trill of a whippoorwhill. Continue reading
Rolling hills the color of fire
As far as the eye can see.
Flaming oranges, reds, and golds
Among the hues of green.
The glimmering rays of a falling sun
Enhance the season’s glow,
As the maple limbs toss ignited manes
Gallantly to and fro. Continue reading
Looking out across the landscape
As far as the eye can see,
There is not a single thing
That disturbs the serenity.
The barren branches of the trees
Are piled high with snow.
The boughs of scented evergreens
Dipping wearily so low. Continue reading
The rain falls, creating a thin veil.
It clouds my vision,
Making me unsure of what lies before me.
Making my hands and feet grow numb with cold
Until I open my umbrella. Continue reading
- The Cottage
It’s a place of magic,
A place of dreams.
It’s a place where miracles
Can happen, it seems.
Where the world is filled with wonder,
Where children are filled with awe.
Where making sure you’re having fun
Seems to be the only law. Continue reading
- My Biggest Fish
It was another sunny morning
Another beautiful day,
As my Dad and I got ready
To head out on the lake.
We grabbed our poles and nets,
A bucket of worms in mud. Continue reading
- Let it Rain
Streaming down a window pane,
Rushing through gutters and down sloping lanes.
Nourishing nature’s thirsty blooms,
Making the world seem fresh and new. Continue reading