Storms of Leaves

They change before my eyes:translucent, transparent telling of coming changes chanting their farewells across the sky. If trees could talk what would be said of their transformation?Would willows weep or birches balk as their leaves are wisp away? Maples seem to chatter in wind;while oaks remain stately and onlyrumble, rattle, roar as autumn exits clingingContinue reading “Storms of Leaves”

Skylark

A quivering lyricplummeting, plunging;trilling tune toward meadow nest! A warble in wind tumbling toward field;feathers rumbling,trill lingers. A trumpeter’s tunemelodious melody;true herald of bright skies A caroler’s call,seized then snatched;swallowed in firmament.Skylark higher, higher still! “Your lovingkindness, Oh Lord, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the skies.” Psalms 36:5 Posted for https://dversepoets.com/ A 44Continue reading “Skylark”

As Time Goes By

“I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living. Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.” Psalm 27:13-14 The coolness of the forest on a hot sunny day,Embraces my very soul and warms my heart,It is where IContinue reading “As Time Goes By”

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”