A stormcloud wandered into my blue sky
With falling rain and thunder booming loud
Instead of hiding, there I hoped to fly
To learn what lay within that shadowed cloud
Category: Free Verse
1/7/2023 – your nearness
A gladness unbidden
Invades my heart
With your nearness
1/5/2023 – life’s breath
I started on a long and troubled tale
That ended with a sudden, tragic death
And so discovered stories often ail
From heartstring-tugging writ without life’s breath
1/4/2023 – it is with joy
It is with joy
That I face that shadow
With joy
That I walk a darkened road
With joy
That I brave the cold of winter
With joy
That I confront the unknown
1/2/2023 – the road ahead
Let stardust fall upon the road
That I am walking on
The far-flung refuse too has strode
For long miles from some sun
So let it dust my shoulders and
Set sparks off in the air
As embers fall into my hand
And red flames lick my hair
For with the stardust I will go
With new life in my stride
The universe’s life in tow
The road ahead so wide
12/31/2022 – end/beginning
A fire dies, leaving embers
Given life, an ember becomes a fire
A tree dies, leaving branches
That give life themselves to the next
A star dies, leaving stardust
That with time becomes a new star
As the earth’s circle ends
A new circle forms
And we, likewise, begin again
12/29/2022 – prattling
To prattle on but little say
Is ‘mong life’s greater sins
To take such sun from any day
Deserves a kick t’the shins
12/28/2022 – time remains
I am too little certain
For a man of principle
Too little learned
For a man of letters
Too little wise
For a man who listens
Too little
For many things
Still
Time remains
12/26/2022 – far too distant rains
Bright and merry were the days
We spent beside our kin
A light we carried through the haze
Of joy we wandered in
Yet now the bells have ceased to ring
And winter’s chill remains
Oh, how the fell season does sing
Of far too distant rains
12/24/2022 – which ghosts
I walk by the colored lights
And the polished brass of bells
As songs ring out
And voices chatter
Happily
And I wonder at
The ghosts in the room
Of times
Of people
Of songs
Of stories
Long gone
And I wonder at
Which ghosts I’m listening to
A Poem A Day 