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”

A Thing Called a Poem

Red breasted robin returned today;followed by a rattling, rambunctiousred-winged black bird babblingin tall rushes, tails puffed to seed. Skies a sapphire shade speak of spring;while tree buds are tucked tightly awayholding their breath, waiting to revealtheir packages of cashmere blooms. Well known is early arrival can crushand destroy a flourishing crop of fruits;so are aContinue reading “A Thing Called a Poem”

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”

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”