With icy breeze and sparkling sun
and quiet days, a year begun.
Tag: Poetry
Glorious Light
“The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light; they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath a light shined.”
Bathroom Spider
I found a spider in the bath
and so I wondered what to do.
Kitchen Window
The slamming heaviness of stress,
and deadlines padlocked to my mind,
discarded and the cold duress
of razored words are left behind.
Sailing Through Storms
Some mariners embarked upon a quest
and as their ship traversed across the sea,
Swans
Two swans alight upon this place,
beneath the sun’s elusive face.
Mother’s Day Bouquet
In shades of pink, the tulips bloom,
within the quiet of the room;
Whimsical Awakening
The dreary land is grey and cold,
confined within the icy hold
of winter, like a prison cell,
Oppressive Sky
The sky is a massive tarpaulin of grey,
lying sodden and heavy over the land.
Anguished Search
When tyrannous destruction rages,
we search for solace that assuages,