They quack and quack and waddle about They paddle this way and that way and all around They dive deep down below and come up dry, soft, and aglow They quack some more to say, who they are, and how to play They are social birds who take flight high above and far away ButContinue reading “Ducks”
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Endless Wood
The canopy covers and holds secrets down below, safe and forgotten. The soft quiet of the trees comforts sheltered nakedness. Every day dissipating slowly and then quickly. Nothing new to to report, youth withers season after season.
Corpses
If you could only see my dreams I buried so deep that light could never caress them to wake. They wither and die these dreams of mine. Buried in the dark cold loneliness of past time. They fall like raindrops or leaves from trees, thousands of them. In bitter winter the tree cries and soaksContinue reading “Corpses”
Showering in the Rain
This poem was inspired by an illustration by Rachel Joy Osterman. You can look up her work here https://www.etsy.com/people/rjodesigns
Swinging into Tomorrow, Yesterday, and Beyond
This poem was inspired by a fellow artist – Illustrator. You can look Rachel Joy Osterman up on Etsy at https://www.etsy.com/people/rjodesigns
Revelations Lost
I find tranquility in the wild smell of the river, as it storms toward the evaporating light, of another day, now lost to the past. Standing there feeling the crispness of the coming darkness, and listening as the trees sway in the dissipating wind, until eventually settling their leaves. Mountains call me forward and upward,Continue reading “Revelations Lost”
The Worker
The type of heroes who are unnoticed, sometimes unseen, and uncollected in the halls of fame. Giants of fortitude and grace who have influenced generations, yet are not noted in the pages of written history. Their names will never be the talk of great scholars, nor will they themselves be adored by the masses forContinue reading “The Worker”
The Answer
To sum up eternity in captured imaginings, impossible Yet today it is more apparent then yesterday To the courageous traveler Who seeks the portrait of light What Eternity entails
Wise Stories to Live By
At the end of the book the caterpillar says, “My dear boy, how many times must I repeat? You have only completed the first leg of the journey and are still ignorant of all its secrets. However, you are more than you were yesterday. Standing there professing your own intelligence you will certainly go nowhere.”Continue reading “Wise Stories to Live By”
Works in Progress
We are dirty mirrors reflecting the divine. Each insight we employ wipes a particle of dust away from our canvas to reveal ever deeper beauty. We are infinitely unique yet all wish to be the same. Color and meaning explode and we confine it to our vision. To see beyond we leave behind everything andContinue reading “Works in Progress”
