Loud Silence
Trills and tremolos, chirps and warbles echo in the trees I see with closed eyes. Wind flirts with my ears and then whooshes over the treetops and down the slopes, joining the river’s rush. When …
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In Between
So, here I stand amid the briny surge That jostles surf upon the shore, Review another breaker’s jade converge With bristling foam. My gaze is keen Upon the far horizon, like a door That blocks …
All is Calm
Though headlines clamor, voices blare and bitter arguments abound in every fearful sector where the chaos of the world is found, each hibernating embryo refuses to restrain its flow of love beneath the silent snow. …
Silent Symphony
With leisurely pause,admiring its own reflectionin the faint ripples of a quiet stream,a rising sun considerswith what tints, to paint this morning’s canvas. Night has stolen all bright color from these sleeping trees, leaving black shadows yearning toward the …
On Filaments and Firmaments
Every night when Lady Lunabeams across the wooded steepafter daily clamor dwindlesand the children fall asleepEmma comes to tend the garden,kiss the flowers, and communewith the fairies, imps, and pixiesfrolicking beneath the moon. Emissaries of …
Darkness
I love the light, but also when it goes to hide. The day’s too short for me to finish every chore, but darkness shields my faults from hostile eyes. Darkness shields me, too, those times …
On Southern Shores
I could forget it’s winter here at all were not the sun hung low against the sky. Like almost every day throughout the year, it burns off morning fog till hues are true, sprays sparkles …
Because …
Because of what you do for me, I’m looking at the mystery of life and death through cloudless eyes as waves of gratitude arise like billows on the sea. Though once a hollow absentee, because …