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”

Why Wolves Howl

Between a sentinel of trees, in the deepest of twilight an image lurks down moon lit path. A chill in the air ruffles thick fur. He is alone. Each step leaves paw prints in the dirt as evidence of his presence, under a dangling moon. He finds a knoll. There he sits waiting as timeContinue reading “Why Wolves Howl”

No One

… just me “A man’s heart plans his way, But the Lord directs his steps.” Proverbs 16:9 I’ve waited seasons,through times of bitter coldmonths of sweltering heat. As the red-wings return,the flight of Canadians fly toward southern lands. I’ve waited seasons,through times of marketing changes, changes, changes. As publishers pick people,writers with a popular standingand social following,Continue reading “No One”

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”

Resting Place

It was ancient, their home, tall and stately. There they stood still staring through the veil of night. Waiting, wondering and watching each taking their turn while others rested.  It was said by many, “In their dreams they sleep with the moon.” But it was of no concern for soon break of day would come.Continue reading “Resting Place”

The Nature of Things

  I drench my pillow with salty tears, as night shadows loiter – slowly lurk; till twinkling stars map promising hope.   Down woodland lane and sturdy oaks, past thick meadow spills new growth, toward endless surf and eternal sands;   all so much greater than I am. There I whisper a longing prayer; God’sContinue reading “The Nature of Things”

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”