Birds wear feathersWe wish to wear them too.I would like to fly, would you?Pheasant feathers, Peacock plumes so fine.I would choose bright blue for mine.Cardinal's sleek redHummingbird's fluorescent.I would down and wing be lent.Yellow GoldfinchIndigo bunting, blue.I would like feathers, would you?
Sailboats
Yellow and blue,Sunshine and sky,Sailboats on water.Cranker ice cream Served in sherbet glasses At Grandma's porch table. Summer past Where are you? Drifting on a summer breeze Through my memory.
Faded Blossom
Dog DaysThe porch swing hangs heavy.The potted plants sigh.But none is so hot norSo weary as I.The music of crickets,The buzz of the fly,Is droning unansweredTired and dry.The sun on the gardenHas dried every leaf.The vines are all withered;Gone summer’s feast.The Queen Anne has faded,Is no longer white.All life waits in stillnessFor coolness of night.We... Continue Reading →