The Copse At Sunset

as if stranded on a lost island
the copse stood in the wheat field
a dark brooding patch among golden grains
old as memory, the stand waiting
watching for the seasons to pass
one into another still and silent

some bent with the tricks of time
others tall,thick__multi-colors of green-black
leafy shelters for birds by day
with the suns demise
their sturdy tangled branches now__
a spider web for lost souls trapped within

A path In Darkness

remembering nothing
we are thrust, alone into life
we walk__as if in water
this path unknown to us
holding hands in the mists of time

we wander...trapped from within
each in their own darkness
each soul hollowed__aching

sound and shadows grow ever nearer
while we__stumble seeking the light
grasping on to tiny bits of dreams
fear fills our faint hearts

reality,now a nightmare
time and place have no meaning
we come....
at sorrows end__the light is waiting
and all...is revealed

Order Of The Stars

the moon and stars__
gifts we follow closely
shine till the sound of trumpets
and the horsemen ride free

we,two hearts as one
answer the call of the sea,our sister
tossed blindly__wave after wave
ebb and flow
ebb and flow

the pattern must be complete
the time preordained must close
in the end__we,the chaff are now
left over offerings,dull and empty
worthless husks on the thrashing floor

A Woven Wall...Of Roses and Buttercups

you and I have come to the end, my love
who would know, who would have guessed
we once laughing and so in love together

holding hands when we talk late at night
into darkness.Stealing secret kisses by
moonlight, our friend. How could you have
let this be, how__my heart___it withers

after so long walking side by side.....

now our hands never touch
your arms no longer hold me
your sweet lips never meet mine.

I look deep into your misty gray eyes
you now just turn away hiding
all the yesterdays that you would not show

I can no longer see you for the walls between us
all built with love, such loving care
for someone else. Will there be some one in your
arms
woven so high, I am in the darkness

rings of roses and buttercup's and daisy's fall
to the earth light pink petals lie at your feet
for all to see, to know, there are not for me

woven so high, I am in the darkness
I am in the darkness now alone with my my aching thoughts

And so I walk blind, just a mere shadow
in a story so long ago

One White...Among The Red

She picked flowers today
cut fresh from her garden
tulips...one white among the red

Springs last bounty quickened her heart
one white, the others blood red
stems placed in water...tulips in a jar

Tulips to dress her simple table at springs wane
one white as pure as she...pale and translucent
like the snow to come, one white among the red



She picked flowers today
cut fresh from her garden
tulips...one white among the red

Springs last bounty quickened her heart
one white, the others blood red
stems placed in water...tulips in a jar

Tulips to dress her simple table at springs wane
one white as pure as she...pale and translucent
like the snow to come, one white among the red

Gone To Soon.......

thunder crashing all around
chimes in the wind___
soldiers in the black night
freedom flashing so bright

they the brave, the free
all came when we called
fighting for others rights___

some will live, some will die
they gave the ultimate....
their blood ruins in rivers
deep within my heart....so deep

dust storms pours rain down
on lifeless body parts
bear, tears for those deaf and blind

oh listen,oh listen___ one more time
look one more time as you pass....
they, too dead for dreaming

blood of love and memories
runs rivers of red___
like tulips in the spring
they are gone....gone all to soon

Restless Longing

She paced back and forth across the kitchen.
It was raining again. Oh when would the warmth of summer come?
Her spirit seemed restless today. Truth be told her very being was restless
with longing. Allowing her no peace, no sleep and no respite. For even
in her nightly dreams her soul wandered in the endless dark. With each
dawning her mind rove elsewhere.

She went again to check where she had hidden the box. A dangerous box
of letters and yet,so sweet so tender. Words of faithful love filled
their pages. Promises to keep that now would never be. Love lost before it
had begun. Never to be found again, always hidden evermore. She looked
out at the wind and the rain. Tears in her heart keep time with the rain drops.
She crossed the kitchen once more, reach down to check the wood stove and put on
a tea kettle to boil.