She wakes to the sun, before it can rise. Bones too tired to stretch, eyes drooping. Hushed kettle hums, dim glowing fire, Teary eyed, dreams still bright just. – For the world, lay at her back. A steady push and unrelenting track, From the mat […]
With steady hands and guarded eyes,She treads beneath the shifting skies.Through storm and sun, through drought and rain,She guards the forest’s breath and vein. For every seed, a promise planted,for every tree, a life she’s mounted.The guardian of the earth’s green flame,A forester, by heart and name.
You remind me of the warm, cozy things in life, The big sweatshirts to sleep in, A cup of coffee with silky creamer, Car seat heaters on a frigid winter day, Sunlight softly kissing leaving mellowness, A warm hug to remind of enduring love. You […]
15,642 things sit in my camera roll. 2,673 videos, 7,365 photos, None of which include you. They go back many years ago to 2016. Two years before meeting you, Three until you died. Years ago there was one picture, A selfie during summer, smiling Watching […]
Every time I look at the sky, rumbling lacrimation starts to coddle my tear ducts. It always used to be like that. Maybe the shade of my eyes is too light. The sun peeks through the window to my soul, or should I say the […]
skating across a snow-laden lake a poem that half-rhymes crystal mist wisps fly and glide behemoth below begins to sigh auroras of snow glitter and glint swirling in the sunlight at the fickle wind’s whims and across the white wasteland, the solidified sea a lake […]
My Dearest Vacuum Cleaner by Faith Wagner My dearest vacuum cleaner,My precious lovely treasure,Please don’t underestimate,The worth you are to me.You’ve seen my battle scars,When blood seeps through my clothes,It flows into the riverAnd know one ever knows.Only you can see them,The sins I have […]
Verbum Dominī Manet in Aeternum by Rose MacPherson The grass will wither and the flowers fade,And each man dies who out of dust was made.Man, by his sin entrapped, will soon decay,And never can he reach eternal day.No man is holy; each deserved his deathBefore […]
Old Houses by Marit Faugstad What memories do long-lived houses hold? Each fallen beam, each dripping, sagging eave Remembers vibrant years long gone, and grieves Upon the rotting boards, the choking vines, the mold. What passing ages did the glass behold? What sounds once filled […]
Autumn Leaves by Greta Faugstad The green leaves of summer must take their final bow,giving up the stage for the vibrant, warm colors of autumn leaves.Spinning and whirling on their delicate toes,the ballerinas of nature tease the frost-bitten ground,which is eager to clothe its barrenness […]