Without faith in God
I fear I could not survive
He is my hero
Stuff
•December 9, 2019 • Leave a Comment
I let
The little things
In life bug me the most
The tiny small everyday stuff
Of life..
Birth
•December 9, 2019 • Leave a Comment
A poem is born
Within the womb of the mind
Seeds long ago sown
The call
•December 8, 2019 • 1 Comment
Blue skies and white clouds
Seem to be telling winter
It’s still Autumn’s call
Wait
•December 7, 2019 • Leave a Comment
Sun broke through the clouds
Melting left over ice
Unfrosting leaves
Drying in sun rays..
Winter changed all the rules
He sent one of a kind
Snow flake kisses
To melt into dew drops..
He loves her ya know
(Doesn’t everyone know???)
How the season just falls
Into winters cold hands..
(Autumn can’t do
Her three months in two.)
She sings her own songs.
She plays her own music.
Its still her season to
Undress the trees.
She’s not ready
to dance naked
Into winters
cold hands..
Wherever
•December 7, 2019 • Leave a Comment
The ink does not care
What color it is or where
On paper it falls..
Amused
•December 6, 2019 • 7 Comments
Snow falls from blue skies
Melting as fast as it lands
Becoming puddles
For Jack frost to freeze.
Autumn loves frozen rain drops
That shine like diamonds
In the early morning light.
Snow flakes amuse her
She melts them for Jack.
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