I walk barefoot upon the grass
Yet feel instead of grass’s blades
Vibrations from the earth below
A story ages old
Tag: iambic meter
5/6/2022
Hurrah for hidden truths that wait
Within unopened books
And so hurrah to those who ope
The tomes and set truths free
5/3/2022
Amazed am I that with but pen and pad
I can create a place that’s never been
And visit its wide wonders in my head
As if I knew it like a childhood friend
4/28/2022
The blesséd morning brings a warning word
Before even the gull rises from bed
A sign to see, for it cannot be heard
When deep as blood the sky awakens red
4/27/2022
Let breathless words define the heart’s desire;
Before the words, let not a thought pass by;
For in such unconcealéd speech breathes fire
That, once revealéd, cannot ever die
4/21/2022
The fireplace crackles ‘gainst the new spring chill
And hot smoke billows up into the clouds
Betwixt the cold and heat I say a prayer
For fickle sun to burst the cloudy grey
4/20/2022
There was a night some years ago
When I looked out to see
A ship sailing by my window
And calling out to me
To sail amongst the twinkling stars
Above the well-trod ground
Alas that waking often mars
A sweet dream as it’s found
4/15/2022
Why does the crumbling earth cry out
If not for to be saved?
4/12/2022
It was in cold December that I wept
In longing for the sun’s distant return
Yet now it seems that through the grey I slept;
I wish in winter I could more than yearn
4/9/2022 – the sea’s awaiting me
I run across the soft green moss
Toward the crashing sea
For past the sands and rocky lands
The sea’s awaiting me
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