I was told while feeling sad, “tur
My heart ponders metaphors, for jo
It reaches towards Mother Nature
My heart becomes the germinating s
My soul is merely a locked door wa

You grow on sandy blankets, like s
You dip toward a sky’s dotted and
You soak beneath heaven’s lampligh
Stars bow to your gaze and a dry,
You are an oasis of pungently swee

My daughter says, "mommy write me
I pondered for a while, on writing
But I paused within the realizati
She wanted me to write a glass sli
I pictured her sweet cerulean eyes

I sleep beside the river side; of
She is the Buffalo River, gently
I witness her truth as I listen b
Damp trees lie quiet and still; fo
Light gleams upon each leaflet abo

Autumn left a fragrance of bucolic
Honeyfur, cool and crisp, I savor
Moonglades swept away my longing h
Nigh, moonwakes kept their vigilan
At dusk, newfound senses awoke ami

I swiftly dance to edges where sul
Here, love endures faithfully with
As she breaches air, cosmos keenly
Her mighty Orca’s touch streams u
She, a lighted being, penetrates d

She hangs on my wall—a maiden of
To death she sailed away whilst wr
her hair, like spindled gold spun
She sings her mournful song with m
Her touchless dalliances rest insi

How do doves sing love?
Like a mellifluous bell
A mournful coo sung
Like a morning god
Renewing a silent mind

Politics, what say ye?
May you play the game fair?
This is only a wanton wish
A fools hope
My hope

I will
Of me and I, within my heart writ
With feathered flanked pens on par
Thus words grow old and dusty; yet
Growing eternally, stamping moonli

During my childhood, stories were
He was young when he went to war,
Many missions he flew, dropping bo
A miracle he survived—Distinguish
Hero sung and honored—exemplified

The cocooned creature croons in he
She dreams as her figure transform
No guise can disguise such a visag
Not night
Darkness could never disclose her

I could smell rain saturating midn
As I sat on my concrete porch, dr
It's melodious tinkering on my roo
As my heart quickened, I could se
I envisioned him looming in the pi

Dear, exemplifier—nature’s wonder
Trellises hewn by a Bard’s colloq
Colored in pearls and light’s infi
Enamored by stardust—magic thunder
Forgotten tales’ spun charm, set a

Aye, a magic dust reflecting off i
A starry ring burns upon a night s
I barely touch her, like dreams al
An invisible clock chimes in many
Silhouetted earth shadows embark u

‘Tis eventide, when all is stilled
Dark and dimly blue, nightly cappe
White magic drizzles, dancing on w
The Christmas fairy nigh approach
She, antiquated gypsy star

where do oceans end?
Where do galaxies begin?
When do mountains stop touching sk
Do trees ever stop dancing so tall
My mind wants to create limits. M

To hear whisperings in wind, the f
Walking golden paths of leafy road
Looking up towards Red-Shafted N
Discovering nature's showcase—a pl
Gray Crowned Rosy Finches ruffli

Antiquitas form—possessor of great
A venerable, viridescent growth
A bow towards venus’s anticipation
An equilibrium of harmony
A bearer of nurturing fruit—Apple

I long to see a Genesis of soul
To gaze upon mega cosmos beyond
I’d reach for stars upon bright, d
Alive, verdantly, spun with golden
My heart weeps heavy, heaving ligh

She is a Black Forest hiding bene
Her veins transform into ink-like
'Tis a smoky template of color ris
Admired are perching ravens residi
An obsidian musk enshrouds her dou

I imagine I’m sitting
On the edge of moons
Seeing what is to become
My future
If only we could see what befalls

Drawn with a burnished ink—a Tige
An illuminating spirit of élan ele
An agile grace unseen in cloaking
A quiet gallop of balletic grace
His eyes like lanterns in sanguine

Angels go before and behind me, I
I’ve never seen them; yet
Only through the eye of my dreams
Where in feeble woes, I yet screa
Upon secret, hidden troves

Dear “least of these”
I am oft so kind, I pray
Tho some not so kind, I shutter s
It’s hard to do
It’s hard to let the heart not gro

How do I love myself?
I find myself—bleeding heart and r
I sing to my heart, yearning to st
Torn—I long to mend her broken sk
I long to stitch my soul back into

I long to travel a place fair
’Tis whiter than bright sun
Where benevolence is sweet air
Breathing lenity spun
Where all my yearnings rise golden

Blazing rose
A citrus sweet of delectables, del
Passions, anew
Not like passions red, of boldness
‘Tis a fire’s passion—hot carbuncl

In woods blown by a wind’s unharne
On those higher, mightier planes o
Such is cracked mud drinking reple
Liana climbs the art strewn canopy
Liana touches each tree-being, dra

I reach for gold in a billion stra
Tears long for my soul’s rapture a
Treading stronger waves I go—they
I reach for a sun’s unreachable hu
A spirit whispers, ‘STAND STI

Hope is a design of expanding, uto
Hope is a genteel medicine of fair
’Tis magick
An emblem of authentic truth in wh
By and by, vibrantly cherished joy

My bloodlines—strings on harps rip
Waves lifting—gone, soaked up by g
The bygones of waning moons, melte
My bloodlines stir compasses insid
To trees binding threads of vines

Enchantments of a mystic deep
Fabled creature of sea
A veritable truth she keeps
’Tis a voice of larks’ glee
In rippling shoals of wavy blue

To this be true, with thine heart
Live always for a rose’s breath up
Live for hands gentle and voices c
Live for kind words dancing with c
To warm lips and admiring eyes be

Set clocks forward
Ring all the bell chimes
Like morning alarms jump starting
This is how morning glory sings
Lifting up earth’s magic within fr

2 bear stops, of grizzly grey and
Mamma Black, and cubs, enjoying a
Geysers bubble; pressure ignited
Hot boiling dew rises as bison tak
Springs run hot