Only God

Skies rumble

Listening to their talk

Believing in the voice

Of temper and life

Spring and summer

They warn

And test the living

Bring back the dead

With a power

Only God would know.

Posted in Poetry


An ancient melody

When moments are spared

Crickets and starlight

A peace willingly shared.

The invite appealing

A dance to dream

Surrounded by wonder

And what it will mean.

Thoughts abate

Breath taken in

Present in the moment 

Until we do this again.