Reading it forwards
Our life ages gracefully.
Can we go backwards?
Tag: poetry
Journeys
I value journeys
For I learn far more than I
Ever could at home
Morning Delights
I love the mists
Drifting through
Fir boughs, stretched
Cotton-like by green
Needle fingers,
Every second
Changing shape,
Gray clouds of
Early morning
Shadowy contrasts
Blending variations
Of rich, deep greens
Against the icy
Gray-blue sky
Morning Coffee
Up I am, facing
Today, boldly stepping out.
Coffee is my friend.
The Potential of Weeds
Perhaps the weeds
Are in their season
And with loving care
Will sprout flowers
Too beautiful to believe
As they’re rooted in
The soil of your
Soul
Gulfs and Such
Upon the edge I sit,
Staring across
A gulf of white,
Brutal, bitter, cold
Sings it’s song
Of death and delight.
And I know, within
My being’s depths
That the path across
Is life, vigorous and true,
Fully, finally alive.
Rain
Upon my hands flow,
Dust of dreams and winter’s touch,
Autumn’s rain cleanses.
Strength without Love
Strength without love
The deepest failure, sadness
Abounds; emptiness
Thoughts on Relationships
One key goal for us,
Remove the drainers of joy,
And replace with love.
Fear and Love
Fear less and love more,
Great advice from a wise one
Internalize this.