Flight Of The Seedling

Riding the wind,a helicopter seedtakes flight –soaring high, dipping low,a ballet in the sky.A solo act performed asnature’s play deserves an encore. Finding a home,fertile soil’s stagea red maple demi-plié –resilient, ready,strength in every bend. The seedling grows,reaching for the light –determined, primed,persistence guiding its path. A wooden deck,an obstacle to conquer –no match forflexibleContinue reading “Flight Of The Seedling”

Words

Philologytraces where words were born Etymology charts the roots of words in speech Lexicology studies the relationship of words we use Morphology dissects how words are built Phraseologyexamines how we put words together Phonology hears the sound of words we use But when it comes down to itit’s just a….WORD – ology

Paying The Goose Tax

Honking geeseRule the yard like royalty Pretty, calm, meandering, beauties –Fluffy white feathers deceive One step too close,Ear-splitting honks,Charging beasts, beaks wideSentries on guard alerted A simple walk turns to chaosKids screaming, running, scatteredSearching for the safest path Memories flood back –A rear-end collision with a strong beakThe mark of royalty left “behind” Crossing theContinue reading “Paying The Goose Tax”

Soaring Disc

Rays of sunshineBeat on the treeSunlight weaves its wayForming patterns on the grass The largest sunlit patchA tanning bed for the dogHis owner rests on the benchWatching people enter the park A yellow disc on his lapWaiting for the perfect timeTo engage the dog in funHis eye catches her approach Stepping from the benchA whistleContinue reading “Soaring Disc”

A Bright Yellow Crown

D andelions adorned in a bright yellow crownA s wishes take flight, imagination aboundsN arrow stems, waltz with the windD raped in yellow, the bees’ golden dance beginsE arly blooms – ambrosia for the beesL ion’s tooth, jagged leaves stand tallI n gardens you root, deep in the groundO pen petals reflect the day’s warmthNContinue reading “A Bright Yellow Crown”

The Willow

Standing alone atop a hill,sunrays weave their waylike a pinball gamethrough drooping branches This solitary tree enchantsin its graceful dancethin branches flow with the breeze An unkept wooden fencestruggles to perform its only roledecades of neglectturned panels to obstacles Creaking and moaning panelsyield to the wind’snear constant demands The melody of the treein harmony withContinue reading “The Willow”

Listen Closely

Listen closely to the raindrops fallingBouncing lightly as they hit the groundSplish, splash Landing in puddles that form all aroundSplish, splash Adorning the leaves with barely a soundSplish, splash Listen closely to our deep breathing Rose petals unfurl, bursting with bloomsSsssss, sssuuuusss Raindrops on leaves share their perfumeSsssss, sssuuuusss The sweetest scents sing their ownContinue reading “Listen Closely”

since the sun goes too

The sun beating down on everything in its pathThe air, so humid, feels like a hot bath.So I sit beneath a huge canopied tree,Hoping for relief, oh please, let me be. The sun goes down, but the heat’s still high,The moonlit night feels heavy and sighs.The morning burns bright, with more heat to bear,We’re livingContinue reading “since the sun goes too”

The Tree

Spring arrives as teardrop buds nudge winter from the garden Temperatures riseEncouraging budsTo look to the sunWhile emerging petalsMake a colorful debut Summer coaxes the magnolia blossomstheir beauty on full displaywhite flowers pepper green leaves,a striking contrast of lifeThe blossoms’ beauty fades,Lonely leaves remain Their fragrance drifts freely,carried far and wide by the wind QuietContinue reading “The Tree”