Lazy winter rain …

winter mist fills the morning sky; a quilt held upon the still world, skims the head of swaying trees, falls on new leaves as silver dew, such a refreshing sight to view; its scentless scent enchants me, in a heap I lie, only awake partly, as these endless flecks of mist cloud my clear window … Read moreLazy winter rain …

Thanks For Being There In My Life

To all have been by my side, Helped me smile through tears And heard my smallest fears, Never let me forget who I am, Kept me going when I felt dead, Showed dreams that lay ahead. For all the memories of life – Of past, present and to come, Remaining forever priceless. Blessing my life … Read moreThanks For Being There In My Life

Slowing time …

No words can paint The beauty of words That one finds within Even my silent heart It comes with pride It becomes my art It is where I belong Nothing feels wrong When I sit to write Under the canopy Of the tall, old trees In hazy autumn light Life slows to stillness Careful, slow … Read moreSlowing time …

Birth of a poem …

I feel lazy right now; I want to write, yes, yet I don’t want to, like I need to hide, from words I spied that intrigued me, yet it’s in the words I can breathe free, I can be that me, I always want to be. I know for certain, marriage happens each time I … Read moreBirth of a poem …