Nature

Out of the moon
came a minnow misguided
minutiae distinct as a
creviced crustacean...

The gentle hum is soothing as they skip the silver pools,
form crystal snowflakes swirling as they...

Grey clouds fill the skies.
Rain falls with rhythmic tapping
like tears from Gods eyes

inwardly
seeking
eternity

where
the expanse
of this
last dance...

My heart beats with the blood
of a thousand women, a lineage
of power that I can only grasp...

I love September mornings, so crisp and cleansing cool;
Replacing those of Summer, hot and humid,...

A harried rush of salty tunes
Twirling on gilt dunes
Along foam-kist shore
Chaotic...

above the waters
we rose from
our souls
and the sky
they become one

...

Single out the sleeping sow
Hiding in the hay on the hillside
Watch the butterflies flutter...

following me
along the park trail
the Wren's song

They called him the Mourner, The Turtle Dove-
The one who cries at nights, solemn, with no one above...

The window blows and knocks the dream
Well past full-bright distinction
And wallows in the...

In the dew drops of the early morning dawn with the sweet Skylark as my company, at one with Mother nature...

A Haiku inspired by Greg Etsell’s lovely poem “The Colors of Life

The colors of life
...

“Cock-a-doodle-do my Cockerel crowed to me
I think he meant “Would I like a free range egg for my...

like ripples in
evening's pond
and wind
through the trees
of the forest beyond...