A Thaw

Today it finally happenedthawingacross melting landscape whitishthick, trickling, tensecold snow shrinking from mounds to moaningslush under creaking snowshoes;singing! “He sends out His command to the earth; His word runs very swiftly. He gives snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes; He casts out His hail like morsels; Who can stand before His cold?Continue reading “A Thaw”

Reasoning Water

Waves lap upon the shoreslike dogs thirsty after a run;they rise then fall. Tumblingdays, weeks, finally years;as sands of time trickle truth. Water is life, breaths life inmoderate wandering ways.It’s foe, a piece of parched earth dangling, drained anddizzy from its unending thirst. Weather rules day then night;rain, sleet, ice, or snow graspgathering at will, buildsContinue reading “Reasoning Water”

Chilled Earth

With the creaking of dead wood,the forest speaks harsh toneswhile wild winds BLOW;making whistling, whistling,whistling screechy whispers;shifting shadows in the trees.Then it slowly stalks its prey… Crunch, crunch, crunchgoes each solitary steady step,into drifts of freshly fallenflakes all unique, yet moundand towered high stately pileswhich obscure, ruin my viewdrifts of snow in frozen earth.Its growlContinue reading “Chilled Earth”

Give Me Daffodils

As scented roses make center stage,daffodils cry out from deep underfrosty layers of white wintry snow!It is the middle of February andeach hour sings of love unfolds. Chick-a-Dees crowd filled danglingfeeders and are welcoming with song;my south window smudged withgrandkid’s sweet sticky finger printsbecome a splendid blessing to the day. Bleak is the land lingeringContinue reading “Give Me Daffodils”

The Lion

What Lion’s mane can shake the earthor fill the air with an enormity of fear? Whose roar ricochet past barren plainand circles slowly back to all the earth? When is man just a man while beastor brawn buries burdened paws in dirt? Where is the One, King of Kings, who rulesand He is Maker ofContinue reading “The Lion”

February’s Thaw

Soften snow sweltersbeneath my snow shoed feet,as sun glistens then stirs each brisk February season. It’s a time of sharing hearts,of throwing kisses in the wind,as length of days chattermy drowsy woodland awakens. Icicles drip, drip, drip rhythmictapping upon snow, echoes thewoodpecker a symphony of soundsdown lazy land, pastoral paths. I still my stride in hopesContinue reading “February’s Thaw”

Call of the Bee

Call me to lie down in fragrance.” D. Margoshes Echoing past each dropupon my rusty, tin roofthe scent of spring rain; quiet honey bee,no longer hears the soundburied in the dirt; as wild roses bloomtheir fragile petals fall;on the soggy earth. P. Wolf, poet & author of Jemi’s Noble Quest; available on Amazon Last year,Continue reading “Call of the Bee”

Indian Summer

Dusk settles as dust across earthen land, as warmth seeps slowing from woodland stretched before me like a downed comforter. Come warmth, come and slip between leaf’s edges, slide down empty limbs as luminous sun grins across the autumn sky. Indian Summer charms man’s inner soul, tricks the body’s brisk well being; but the mindContinue reading “Indian Summer”

October’s Final Dance

My soul is still as late October’s sun glows above fingered bare branches. My heart is chilled as Autumn clings tightly to daylight. My mind wanders… as darken cornfields twist, trembling their fibrous dried stalks. Yet, happiness comes from chattering oaks dancing in November. “Let them praise His name with the dance; Let them singContinue reading “October’s Final Dance”

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”