Dirge for a Tree

my camera’s lens captures unusual qualities scoured by flood and drought’s full vengeance a hundred trees, precious trees, now stand dying lush woodland slipped away, no longer speaks is dying why is it the present holds hand with faults of past qualities ripping with revenge, pouring payback and venting vengeance? wind whipping loose bark fromContinue reading “Dirge for a Tree”

Silent Night

The nightingale’s last cry; a still born child at twilight. A bundle of feather scattered, tattered on parched ground. Silent is the bleakest night, till in prayer I cry out… “Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent at my tears; for I am a stranger with You,Continue reading “Silent Night”

Garden Sweat

Today, sweat is upon my brow cooled by cloudy breeze. Russian olive trees, in full bloom. wafts ancient scent in cords.   Cake-like dirt clings on my knees, joints ache from digging. While crows call, call, call… and last of cricket frogs simply sing.   Their melody is of comfort for they’ve found a mate;Continue reading “Garden Sweat”