THE DARK CLOUDS DID NOT BRING THE RAIN

The dark clouds did not bring the rain They teased, only to drift away. Thirsty flowers were left wanting to quench their thirst on that humid day. The grasshoppers went on playing The dark clouds did not bring the rain But the ants kept on working building up their pile of summer grain. Why wouldContinue reading “THE DARK CLOUDS DID NOT BRING THE RAIN”

RESURRECTION

The fairest flow’r of spring has sprung from the earth, where once it was entombed but by miracle had become that fallen seed’s nurturing womb. In the calm of a breaking dawn, the fairest flow’r of spring has sprung to break the curse winter had wrought on the once desolate wasteland. And all the earthContinue reading “RESURRECTION”

PAPER BOAT

Sail away, little paper boat to the world of possibilities where existence beholds its dreams. Bring back tidings of what you see. For little feet which can’t yet go far Sail away, little paper boat Let the winds of wide-eyed wonder and innocence keep your sails afloat Puddles glisten on sodden ground beg children launchContinue reading “PAPER BOAT”

END OF SUMMER

Old Queen Anne is closing her doors ball season is almost over Her tutu of faded flowers Sheds petals whenever she twirls The meadow wears a sombre hue Old Queen Anne is closing her doors Pouting at an insistent bee slurping the last bits of nectar. How the reeds pipe a mournful air For guestsContinue reading “END OF SUMMER”

BRIDAL BOUQUET

You covered my hands with beauty you lifted the hopes of my soul while we walked down the altar to pledge myself to my love’s call How nervous our steps were but you covered my hands with beauty concealed the trembling of my bones that a radiant smile eyes would see You witnessed new lifeContinue reading “BRIDAL BOUQUET”

FORGOTTEN

The gravestone remembers him well resting beneath the ancient tree in the woods by an old farm road that ends in an abandoned lea. He had been there for a long time the gravestone remembers him well, the day when he was laid to rest how tears from broken hearts fell. how many stories couldContinue reading “FORGOTTEN”

TEMPTATION

The grapes ripening on the vine tease me with their heady scent A little handful would be fine but between us stands a fence barring my covetous hands from the grapes ripening on the vine. But they, in many clusters, come! Surely the neighbors will not mind a few berries sating my tongue. Oh, howContinue reading “TEMPTATION”