A window is a wonderful thing A place to lounge and look at spring A place to perch and hear the birds A place to sit and wish for words Gazing through a pane makes things clear It magnifies joy and muffles fear It provides the peace that clarity brings A window is a wonderfulContinue reading “A Window Is A Wonderful Thing”
Tag Archives: Poetry
Blossom and Promise
Mornings in March Are all blossom and promise Chilly air kissing your skin Birdsongs signaling Death of the darkness A new day dawning without and within
A Comfortable Corner
Few things are more enjoyable Than settling Into a comfortable Corner of the world And taking a nap
Promise of Today
Pale yellow new-day Dawning behind black trees, A sunset in reverse. Promise of today, Seeping through the leaves, Breaks the evening’s curse. The sun, unseen, affects this change With the light that it supplies. The moon, suspended, in the West Watches as the darkness dies.
If I Had Stayed
If I had stayed inside today I’d have never seen the hawks Sparring in the February sun
Far Too Often
Icy Desert
Above this icy desert Talons clamped on branches A pair of hawks Toast their plumage in the sun
Snow
The powder floats down Like an infinite, sheer curtain. Zoom in and you can Follow a single flake Parachuting through the air Until it lands and is lost, Assimilated by the white frosting. The lawn sparkles Like the sea. Pretzel stick limbs are smeared With peppermint cream. Every bush bows low Under the weight ofContinue reading “Snow”
(EX)pERspeCtI(S)vE
The tree stood like a man in sharp, green carpet. The Ohio sun provided light, but no heat, And November had flung leaves at his feet like confetti. The man stood like a tree, Feet planted in the carpet. A cheap chandelier, Pale as the Ohio sun, Lit the confetti That littered theContinue reading “(EX)pERspeCtI(S)vE”
