Perched firmly on stark tree limbs, Captured by all seasons' breezes, The melodies of birds, tunes and tweets Sing of journeys. From simple acts of flight to tunneling migrations To a better existence, Navigating persistence On the wingspan of hope. The deserts, the waters, the forests, We have all flown over. Our... Continue Reading →
it started when... i remembered my brassiere was too tight i began to wiggle and pluck.... and so did my girl with bigger size cup, it was contagious so to speak we all began to giggle 'til we almost peed (because, heck, we're over 40, and that may just happen) we were laughing.... so hard... Continue Reading →
Hibernate in frost. You are my tropic, my summer. My spring, hold me, love.
I disagree with what most say. Love is not just love It can take you away... ...on a moon beam or starship. On a sunray while you daydream... ...it can take root and ground you. Love can make you stay... ...the bridge between me and you, it can fill you full when... Continue Reading →
gotta get over gotta get over see, you can stick mondays where the sun don't shine tuesdays can stand in line but wednesdays, you gotta get over, over to thursdays where you can see the light of friday's long, long nights sleeping in on saturday mornings. the afternoons are lazy you become... Continue Reading →
Watering plants spawns new leaves. All we need to grow our roots is His love!
Lightning strikes at once! He reveals reasons in the thunder. The rain soothes.
...how I stumbled onto "His Love in Haiku (In Seven Days)." I simply, one day, decided to challenge myself to experiment with the non-rhyming verse form, and the Haiku's limited 5-7-5 syllabic structure. See, obvious. The seasonal, weather --environmental references came first-- and, then, a good bit of my spiritual faith kicked in and the... Continue Reading →
He embraces moons to give me sweet, sunny days. I glow as his star.