Winds dancing boldly
Sunlight’s grace beckons to me
Voices of the West
Saw this sculpture in the lobby of the Redmond branch of the Ling County Library System.
Category: Poetry
Abandoning All We Are
Abandon all that we are
So we can become
All that we might be
I see myself trapped by my past, by the barriers erected from fear, insecurity and doubt. “Grow past them…” I counsel myself. “Push past them. They are but vapor, illusion, less real than the dreams. Dreams create! So I shall focus on them.
A Child’s Funeral
Nothing is sadder
Than a child’s funeral
Winter’s emptiness
It’s been several months since we buried my friend’s son. It was a wretched, painful day. I never want to feel that way again. Sadly, the odds are against me.
This Long Night
Weariness drags me
I’ve been awake far too long
Dreams are beckoning
The Flicker
Awoke this morning
By the distinctive rattle
Destructive beauty
Woke to the rattle of a woodpecker on my roof. It took several tosses of fir cones, but he was convinced to move along.
Smoke on this Evening Breeze
Hot summer’s evening
The scent of smoke alarming
Nothing to fear, right?
A Haiku About Self-Confidence
For many people
Confidence is so fragile
Damaging our hope
I hope your Wednesday brings you joy, and realization of your uniquely wonderful gifts.
Interdependence
Interdependence:
Celebrate independence
But there’s so much more
Heart of Stone
Her heart of stone
Sedimentary rock
Made of pressure
Upon layers of
Heartache and
Pain
The Nature Of Things
The flowers blooming
Comes abruptly, then it fades
The nature of things
Came across this rose while walking this afternoon. I hadn’t noticed it before, and the petals will be on the ground shortly.