Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Trust in the shadows;they are benevolent too, dimming the wrong waysso the beacon may shine through. Listen for the truth;it whispers faithfully through the gale.Turn your back to the blustery lies;the bitterest of winds best fill the sails. You don't need a mapfor an evacuation route;just follow the signsHe's already laid out. He knows all, … Continue reading The Tiller
I am sooooooo excited and honored to have my dear blogging friend, dragonfly-whisperer/photographer, and fellow believer, Mike Powell, recite my latest poem! This is a very special poem to me and to have a special-to-me person recite it makes me a bit teary... Thank you, Mike! Please do pay Mike a visit to enjoy his … Continue reading Dandelions This Time
Valley to valley,shapeshifting sands,mountains slipping downand through my hands, peak miragesyet they block my view,do not permit ascentfrom the shadowsto vistas of truth, yet I knewbeyond the traps and setbacks,somewhere out therewas a billowing mast and endless skies of blueand a sail or cloud or bothto take me away to where I knewmy hopes as … Continue reading Harbingers
Daydreams rise up and become infusedinto the golden clouds on their way tothat place unseen but guaranteedto exist just for the ones who fully believe in all the things conceivedfrom purity, beauty, and truth,each sunset, kissed and renewed.I release my heart again for you.When it arrives,you will hold it again so tenderly tight,and when you fall … Continue reading Infused With You
Flash-frozen flames misplaced and framed, story halted mid-blaze as seasons forward change, but the heat will break free for passion will never cease; nothing for long can intervene once desire begins its reach...
At the crossroadsagain,so I thought,the familiar loop trailI've been traversing upon, the path that intersectswith a hopeful other,but I've explored bothand all the countless others, round and round,and though the scenery is nice,I've been looking for somethingdifferent all of my life, not sure what,but I've always knownI'd know when I stumbled uponthe right way home, … Continue reading Off Trail
Every heart goes through seasons;every soul sometimes dims.Spring isn't meant to be eternal;shadows may need to become friends. Pain cannot be avoided,but heartache need not break us;When the last leaf falls,it's the tree's self-preservation. Winter brings delicate beautyto those possessing appreciation.Some blessings bloom brightly;others require effortful observation. Fragile flowers sometimes get peltedby heavy winds and … Continue reading Every Heart
Awesome and tranquil Seasoothes me, strokes me with peace... The Mountains huddle protectivelyand I feel snug in the middle of their majesty... The Woods beckon me to wander endlessly,enchanted by flickering sunbeams between trees.... Unsurpassed beauty in the petals' intricacies,I hesitantly unfurl with the Flowers delicately... But of all of the nature in gifted creation,nothing … Continue reading It is the Sky
It calls to souls, summons apropos when we are weary with worldly woes, wants to wash us whole, and I feel the pull... So benevolent is the offering, selfless power there dwelling, to wrap me in the healing dressing and infuse the peace; I feel it filling... It calls to souls, universally, indiscriminately so; every … Continue reading It Calls to Souls
When our fingers brushbefore the full entwining of hands,in that lightest touch,I feel the warm sand after drifting since birthin the ocean of life,sometimes afloat beneath the moon,mostly pulled by riptide. When my flesh feels yours,every lighthouse at once finds me;the beacons of light bring home the onedestined to love you eternally. Your hand holding … Continue reading When Our Fingers Brush
