Some of us are migratory. The creative spark, It doesn’t thrive in in monotony, No matter how wonderful the monotony. Taking off to new lands Where the foraging is fresh Where the fruit is in season Where standing still is never an option.
Changing Seasons Colors no longer rhyme Stark Contrast Between what is and what will be.
I can hardly believe it, but after a long summer of smoke in the west, the beginnings of colors in the trees are hinting at the arrival of Fall.
Here, Hard to say much more than that Hard to explain where we’re at Hard to make out up from down Yet maybe more clear than ever. Long Waiting, Patiently on the seashore Watching the wind and the waves Months and months go by no change When will the sun break Day. Nuclear winter, SkyContinue reading “Poetry: Where to Go, What to Do?”
High Tide Bright Light Washes like glowing Ice Breaking through the constancy of life. Try to hide No use in lies Finding Truth Only revealed by light Winter’s snow covers Deep insulting scars Leaving man to wonder Left painfully under cover. Hope, Hope in the invisible Hope in the impossible Hope in the improbable. CanContinue reading “Poetry/Psalm/Prayer: Recurring Tide”
Seek Heal Relief All so Ill Adonai We need Your fill Hashem May it be Your will. Music to my ears Beneath the wings cascading feel We’ve become so unreeled Wildfire haze, clear sky reveal. Sunrise, Mid-day Look up, children let’s play! Orange glow no more Midnight no longer in day! Dance, the dawn breaks!Continue reading “Poetry: The Birth of Dawn”