Junes’ Song

Before slice of dawn… after throaty bullfrogs croak and birds begin their shrill; there is a parcel of time in which no sounds emerge out in the inky darkness of night. Over shadowy country landscapes, under the veil of bright spring morn there settles an empty, hollow stillness. And some doze, as other stir: ‘boveContinue reading “Junes’ Song”

The Dwelling

On mucky, cloudy days there’s poetry in my pond. From solstice to equinox; it crosses winter’s ray. Admired the woodchuck, on his groundhog’s day. Yet, the busy muskrat chases Eternal clouds away. Grassy tower stands… it stirs, shifts, and sways. Till… last of days. “As water disappears from the sea, And a river becomes parchedContinue reading “The Dwelling”

Two Vines

Against a crust of snow a vibrant mask appears amidst white, a welcomed plight. Trailing, twisting, turning… Bitter sweet good-byes beckoning eyes to garner; baited, bribe’s delight. Stony slopes and timber thicket… Climbing woody heights, clamber in clusters, canker or cursed blight. Value the Veracious Vine… Drink not bittersweet liquor, dulls the shrouded mind, dimsContinue reading “Two Vines”

Grace & Glory

Splendor in the setting sun, where neither nights nor days reside against the sunset blaze. Unfair, unearned, unjust… Complimentary sacrificial source; as shadows skulk off course. No virtue in man without God; His grace, His shield, His glory… Be sheltered in the great I Am. “For the Lord God is a sun and shield; TheContinue reading “Grace & Glory”

My Father

My father was a quiet man, as men born then often were, the world so different then. Orphaned at 10, scarcely educated, lived through WWI and the Great US Depression, and fought at Pearl Harbor. These things all left scars. When the boys came home from war he tried to live a normal life. MarriedContinue reading “My Father”

Shadow Light

As an infant, I recall the old maple tree’s leaf shadows frolicking across the bedroom walls. This is my earliest memory. The umbra of the crib sheltered me while the flicker of light played tag with the afternoon shade. I must have pondered this display, as a child does in the newness of the world,Continue reading “Shadow Light”

River’s Whippoorwill

  An enduring whippoorwill; I heard upon waterbed drift lonesome. Heard its mournful echo faint and hollow… Its whimper wooed, wooed, wooed; endless whoop, ever wakeful summon high upon a darken limb. Bring forth… what image I encompass, loosen in undying universe; boundless, pondering, mulling, casting tracing voice to correlate human notes. Yet what linkContinue reading “River’s Whippoorwill”

Food for Life

I eat my meals in odd portions. An appetizer is an early morning prayer walk, as sunrise filters through budding trees. Main course is my quiet time as I page through the Bible feasting on meat sometimes new and often familiar. Dessert comes as twilight approaches; a stroll through savory woods with a song ofContinue reading “Food for Life”