That first light of dawn, cold yet hopeful, I alone with the dawn, cold yet wanting, waiting for that growing brightness, slowly peeking, above all, wanting. Knowing it will be warmer, while I am still wanting. The sun, too, is alone but is the source of all that is living, while I am still wanting, … Continue reading Sol and Isolation
Just a touch left of Venus, whilst my fingers trace the moon, and my breath shows as vapor, while I sits all alone, I remember your smile that wrapped me, in a warmth all its own, but now I look left of Venus, while I sits all alone
The cotton bolls cling to my denim thighs as I push through the old furrows of the earth. Plowed dirt finds cracks in my shoes and fills the spaces in between. I smell layers of dirt, honeysuckle vine, cotton plants, and heat. The insects sing to me in frustration as their wings flap on air … Continue reading My Creek
Listen. The afternoon summer breeze runs over and under tree limbs, tousling tree leaves with a delightful sound. Nearby, moth wings are battling a screen door, striving for the low kitchen light just out of reach. A neighbor’s dog is whining and scratching at the door, again. Further, softer, cows, in the pasture, lowing to … Continue reading Summer Sounds
With air was so still, can you not hear me? With the sky so blue, can you not see me? Without a frenetic pace, can you not feel me? I am here. Just like yesterday and tomorrow. I am here.
God's fury has passed, as the last sudden light flashes, and the flooding rain begins to slow, while the forceful winds move away to meet the dawn. One leaf flutters down, torn from its anchor, alone, resplendent in its moment, whilst I see, feel, as one with that leaf. The aftermath, what was and what … Continue reading Naked Fury
Here are the buds. Speaking so softly of change. Last night there was a light frost, but today, silently, spring stole the winter and won. How many more springs for me? How many have I seen? The circle is complete and never-ending. Me, not so much. But, I saw the buds, a win for me … Continue reading Spring Stole the Winter