The Dwelling

On mucky, cloudy days there’s poetry in my pond. From solstice to equinox; it crosses winter’s ray. Admired the woodchuck, on his groundhog’s day. Yet, the busy muskrat chases Eternal clouds away. Grassy tower stands… it stirs, shifts, and sways. Till… last of days. “As water disappears from the sea, And a river becomes parched […]

Two Vines

Against a crust of snow a vibrant mask appears amidst white, a welcomed plight. Trailing, twisting, turning… Bitter sweet good-byes beckoning eyes to garner; baited, bribe’s delight. Stony slopes and timber thicket… Climbing woody heights, clamber in clusters, canker or cursed blight. Value the Veracious Vine… Drink not bittersweet liquor, dulls the shrouded mind, dims […]

Dispensing Pine

The poplar, pine and paper oak stretch crowns, trunks, and branches upward pose toward the Provider. Shedding of the old … needles bumping and bouncing clutching, clinging tree crevices. Chestnut cones tumbling; skid, slip, spill, stumble down each sturdy branch. Seeds donated for another season. “And God said, “See I have given you every herb […]

Moon Creatures

I marvel at the snow mark designs, as I tromp my wooded landscape. Hoof prints precisely etched, step-by-step, deep in drifts. A pattern of an elegant waltz scattered on forest hill. Talons too mingle like confetti in powdered earth. I wonder, did they dance a Irish Jig in the middle of winter’s moonlit night? Rabbit […]

Grace & Glory

Splendor in the setting sun, where neither nights nor days reside against the sunset blaze. Unfair, unearned, unjust… Complimentary sacrificial source; as shadows skulk off course. No virtue in man without God; His grace, His shield, His glory… Be sheltered in the great I Am. “For the Lord God is a sun and shield; The […]

Erin Hills

There’s a buzz about town. I sit in my thirty-foot pine haven. Wrens frantically feeding young. A filament of rainbow web dangles, as busy spiders labor. The lush green of Erin has surrounded my poetic voice for over twenty-five years. The melody of wind through marsh grass, the rhythm of throaty frogs on tuffs of […]