Spring Hope

If I could paint a landscape of spring,to reveal the magic it can truly bring,it would be of forsythia’s brilliant showwhere yellow blooms abundantly grow!Of a carpet of green after months of tan;cool, curly blades of grass, budding leaf,and new flower bulbs deep in dirty sand.Warmth in the fresh air as if to knowits lifebloodContinue reading “Spring Hope”

A Tale

Translucent wings flutter as stain glass beauties swoop and then soar for a meal;in days long gone another dragon spiecesspied the landscape looking for unique treasure other than pesky, tiny misquotes. White tailed rabbit nibbling! Emerald islands float, tufted succulentsbouncing, blooming, bursting forth in sun;a healthy meal at duck pond. Circular vegetation, a meal on watery floating plate,Continue reading “A Tale”

Easter Morning: a Resurrection

Months have passed like dawn and dusk,the year the world was unable to join to celebrate an event which changed history; not just history but one’s eternity. As morning sun rises in warm eastern sky,bird songs echo in the budding woodland,the air is vibrant with life as if a new bornhas been birthed; but it’sContinue reading “Easter Morning: a Resurrection”

Breaking Stillness

Still there’s a slice of iceencasing the marsh as glass;stiff, sharp becomes a screenprotecting you from prey.Visions of rich, dense duck weedand brown, earthy tuffs ofmarsh grass huddle waiting for cloudless sky.But morning chill tellsanother story of early spring. Buried deep you rest. With scentof spring playing games ofhide and seek; you find no aromaContinue reading “Breaking Stillness”

Dog Goodbyes

It’s been a few years now,days, weeks, then months;yet his stare still sojourns,stuck in my healing heart. What is it about memories muddling minds; awakeningemotions buried deep thenoverturning mended heart? It was a pleasant Marchsurrounded by new birth;cranes, cardinals, crowsshared the open spring skies. What I didn’t know was deathinvades at will; wearing wearyapparel evenContinue reading “Dog Goodbyes”

Journaling Wisconsin’s Spring: The Woodpecker

Woodpecker beating,beating on ragged bark;endlessly tapping, tormenting residents housed within.Awaking tiny pests, rousinginsect ruffians, courierwarning of their demise. Woodpecker beating,beating his own drum;forever drilling, dartinghis beak in then out.Arising strength within,forging ahead with lust,finding one’s inner vigor. “My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.Continue reading “Journaling Wisconsin’s Spring: The Woodpecker”

Aging

Dawn no longer comes,it is dry as hung garments.Moon and stars vanishleaving me dim, dreary days;seeds of youthful faith linger. “Remember now your Creator in the days of your youth, Before the difficult days come, and the years draw near when you say, “I have no pleasure in them”: While the sun and the light,Continue reading “Aging”

Listening

We just muddle throughsince some roads have no escape; to which two eyes learn. Hidden deep within the underbrush two ears and one tail steadily staresstudying its options for quick escape. Buried deep down within the heart,too tall a tale privately told forlearning of lessons with laughter. Concealed deep, an earthly secretto which we’re drawn listeningContinue reading “Listening”

Beneath the Moon

Beneath the summer moon,hidden bats fill empty street.Flap their leathery wings, meetthe darken shadows in twilight. Silent flight, soar without tuneas inky blackness settles land.Silhouette of massive trees standcrowded limbs gather in my sight; Swooping in circles tightly hewnby brazen bat’s erratic moves;their signature etched groovesin hushed moonlit summer night. Hope is not a messageContinue reading “Beneath the Moon”

Burdens

Days grow weary from our burdenslonging we look for renewed strength, mind andspirit;as winds of time toss then tremblehoping,yearning for souls to freely yield,to berenewed by wings from Heaven;released,from earthly things which encumber;freedomin the things of Godforever! “Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall. But those who wait upon theContinue reading “Burdens”