Poetry

Nativity


Summoned under night

The refuge of the soul

Born just out of sight

Labored into hope

Carried on beast and straw

Promises to cope

Rich kings attend

To peer at wonder

As angels ascend

A dark cold crib

Stones for shelter

A mother’s bib

Breath of life

Cattle’s lullaby

Humanity’s strife

The word drawn

Near into promise

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Red Truck


It caught my eye,

I could not see

the spirit of Christmas

was all over me .

I wondered why

and kept starring long.

As I heard a song,

the song was soft

and rode in on the snow.

It followed the wind

it was then I would know.

Christmas in the night

close but out of sight

we try to understand

a Christmas of love

swept through the land .

Red truck stood still

The dog did not bark

And the snow fell

Right before dark

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Oak Tree


A small spinally trunk

Began to grow 

Over the years of spring storms and 

Seasons of winter’s ice 

It grew reaching 

And sometimes struggling 

To continue to strengthen 

Within the seasons

The birds singing into 

The branches of knurly 

Knots twisting into green 

Bouquets of leaves 

Nest began to take residence 

As the feathery friends found refuge 

Deep into the branches

The crescendo would begin

Darkness pulled by sunlight 

The shades of Morning 

Lifts into the spring of beginnings 

Quietness is overtaken by staccato songs

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The sounds of the universe


Autumn


wet morning, rustic

leaves fall riding softly on

A breath of nature.

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The Leaves


Fall growing up,

we mostly looked down;

leaves shuffling around.

The colors of our coat

matched the colors blowing

as the wind chilled before snowing.

Somehow the wrapping circles of

the wind would play under our feet.

Captivated for a while it was an autumn treat .

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Autumn


A glow of autumn,

a welcomed day.

The spring birds are leaving.

The hummingbirds have lingered ,

but only for a moment

and they will leave.

My one majestic oak tree,

strengthens itself as she knows.

She will soon shed her dress

after the brilliant ball of Fall.

Come gently autumn,

be kind to all who celebrates you.

As winter will take its turn

the world will barely take notice .

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Women Who Run Whenever


Eliza Strong


Run with the angels Eliza,

we will never forget.

The strength of your will,

the power of your step.

We will continue to run,

with the spirit of all who knew.

Why you slipped on your shoes

out for a morning renew.

Run  with the Angels Eliza,

we will push forward for you.

All the runners behind you,

will continue to tie up our 👟 shoes.

(Dedicated to :  Eliza Fletcher who lost her life recently just out for a run.)

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Eucalyptus


Magenta red

Turns her head giving life

Her pollen sprouts

Golden and shouts

A procreating strife.

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