Our Morning Star

Onto the porch my socked feet creep Oh the glory of the coming dawn! Moon Ahhh, she's garish Through the trees I spy her crescent slices The stars ... muted, humble Knowing their rest is near Faithful designs Memories stir I wonder why I never learned more than the dippers His sky was not my … Continue reading Our Morning Star

His Rain

In our minds we take offense To nature's very defense The drink of life Rain-sheets Sprinkles meet Every flower and weed Incredibly thirsty in their journey We hide, take cover Wonder when again His sun will hover Drying the dampness We deem trouble Have you ever walked in the rain? Been privy to the awakening? … Continue reading His Rain