Gone, perhaps, but the story goes on — In the forest, what seems dead gives life to critters and bugs, a home for birds, a…
Tag: poetry
I do miss the rain But I do love the sun What’s with me again Was never undone Storms come and go Moving earth moving…
When the time is right… You’ll forget all the tasks The myriad asks And the moments they took Because you’re still here That bright golden…
It surrounds Confounds Stays so close Familiar yet unfriendly If there is an artist’s way Surely it resides Outside of this… This prevailing heavy Eyes…
Pretty soon Our eyes will adjust To the wider spectrum But not before our hearts Do their parts Truths and reality Much broader than We’re…