Category: Poetry

Hearts

Carl Setzer

My heart flows gently
Over rocks, slowly shaping
Those immense, rigid
Marvels of power, strength,
Smoothing them into magnificent
Roundness, like they’d always
Been such, eternally shaped.
I hold the truth deep within;
My secret, my delight.

Strolling Observations

Carl Setzer

Moving through evening air
At the correct speed to notice
Changes amidst life around me.

Cherry trees blooming, blossoms
A gentle riot upon still visible branches
But, a few trees remain barren, though

Not yet dead. Springtime’s possibility
Not accepted yet upon those limbs
Winter’s grip remains, but waning.