morning – Page 2 – three good words

January 5, 2015January 5, 2015

morning light

white ships sailing
grandly across the blue
vapour trails steaming, dissolving
swallowed up in the light
while I lay watching, waiting
for inspiration, a moment’s insight
simply something meaningful to write
while cotton white giants pass by
carrying rain and snow
and other forms if H2O
to far-off places
sweeping the skies
Pegasus, delicate, winged
flying by.

December 29, 2014

open snow

In the silence
the need to be blossoms slowly
like a tree takes time to grow
a moment to leave what’s lost
allow what’s lonely
and wander out into the open snow.

Outside, clouds shining
dark white, mother-of-pearl
the sea in the sky over
green peaks dusted, swaying
the cold beauty of a winter morning.

In the shadows, ancient trees
endless thoughts, sweeps of feeling
dark in light, hot in warm
like will o’ the wisps a-murmuring
too light for the heaviness of words
glowing in silence
flashing
voiceless
silent as an ancient song.