Call of Spring

after morning rain

raindrops still linger 

glistening in new sunshine

now only hushed mountain air

faint whispers of morning sounds

soften my day & spirit

music fills my heart

overflows my thoughts

catching my falling breath

I'm blinded but find my way

I walk only by the call

of spring!

Life's Mask

life is heavy now

I live among my long lost

heart ache years

traveling a waiting journey

in both time and happenstance 

finding out whether or not

a love returns

or wanders some audacious path

Running To Catch the Sun

when your days go too quickly by

without the singing of any lullaby

you know you got to go

on down the road

when you loose who you know

or even who you are

going somewhere 

anywhere

down the road

down the road

I'm running to catch the sun

to catch the sun

running to catch the sun

Sunrise to Sunset

fight & loss

living onward

finding my way again

           for heaven's sake 

what am I made of?

how strong am I? 

           one day's 

                       journey lasts

                                          a lifetime 

tomorrow 

            will be a Big Day' ~

I have this moment

I have now

I have all the way from

  sunrise             to                    sunset

my daily prayer

God bless me today

and at the hour 

               of my passing 

                           love & win

                                    living onward

Spring Snow

I gave you my hand
It was the only chance to
Spend time with you
Watching all the blooms
Showing off their
Many colors of spring
Now weighted down with
New Spring snows
Growing weary to hold on
To the hope of spring

Hesitation

Among new leaves
Rests hidden
Morning kisses
#haiku

Tent City

A Collection of my Poetry ~ haiku, tanka

don't you see
it's only me
playing
underneath my
dogwood tree

spring rains
lake Ann's waters rise
flooded docks
a boom to now green trees
blooms of redbuds & pink dogwoods

along cream white shorelines
torn from this winter bed
surfacing to the great sky
climbing thru mighty earth
to touch the stars

sustain me
lean into me
see me for just me

I Rise

IN MEMORY FOR BOSTON ~
April 15, 2013

I rise
To plead the
Innocence of the day

As I wait in rosary prayer
For decisions yet untold
And possibilities unfolding

I rise
To kiss this morning's breath
I rise
To kiss this day's new dawn
I rise
To hold God's eternal grace

        Today's first new pink dogwood bloom on our newly planted dogwood tree.

From the shores of  Lake Ann in Bella Vista, AR

Runaway Time Stops For Sharing With @dVersePoets

Sharing with @dVersePoets This Fourth Tuesday of April

During OpenLinkNight Pub

Our souls yearn

For a long reprieve

Times of silence and solitude

In the presence of one another

Where we may escape

Sharing only the now

Instead of days spent in

Planning and worry

Problem solving and the

Perplexities of how's and why's

Relishing the sheer

Joy of just being alive

Rejoicing

Believing

Knowing

We can pause ~

There shall be a

Forever place

Where we can go

One we can travel to

And   always   find   it   already   there

Just waiting for us to walk

Such a treasure trove

Through open doors

Oh, give me the morning dew

Golden fields of sunshine

And shaded hillsides

One-lane country roads and

Covered bridges

Surrounded   in   wild   lavender   meadows

All stretching free

As far as the eye can see

Do you hear me my dears?

There are such places

Where our spirit touches

The Divine

Within us such a spirit dwells ~

A Love ~ 

A Forever Always!

A Limestone Postscript written for @dVersePoets this 2nd Tuesday of April

Spring soaked earth, twigs and grass
And I ~ walking out upon my day
Glancing down with each careful step

I find nature playing along the hill sides
Within the white limestone trails
Tracing time in lyric and rhyme

Found among lands laid to waste and fill
Holding the shoreline at bay
A postscript note sent by special delivery

A most sweet surprise
Like a great flash upon a new horizon
A painting from yesteryear

Fairy tales and unicorns prancing along a forest trail
Joined by two love birds, swooning swans
Butterflies and feather dust trails

Oh, what a magical find I made
I see you and you see me . . .
Looking back at once upon a time