Beauty

  Nature's Release Her mind would not surrender; The night kept dragging on. Concerns and obligations--- She struggled towards the dawn. When finally came the sunrise, She took a drive from town To venture into landscape Where Nature wears a crown. The stillness of the morning, A lake, serene and...

  Spring Storm A stirring in the pine, a tomblike pause, and then a rhythmic misty harmony is tapping on the leaves, as if applause were heralding some heavenly esprit for boughs awakened by the breeze. A veil of steamy gloom obscures the forestland, and droplets in neurotic fits impale...

  King Cyrus Issues an Edict “Thus saith Cyrus king of Persia: ‘All the kingdoms of the earth hath the Lord, the God of heaven, given me; and He hath charged me to build Him a house in Jerusalem, which is in Judah. Whosoever there is among you of all...

  When Still Means Free ---upon watching the movie Melania When someone causes one to smile, With radiance mild, and without guile, And makes demonics far to flee, Amid such times when still means free, Without commotion, but with nerve, No fret or gust, yet still with verve, She’s cultivated...

  Sister Goddess and the Chimera “In Greek myth, a chimera is a creepy combination of lion, goat, dragon---in humans, chimeras are one person who contains two sets of DNA.” ---Susannah Cahalan Behold the sister goddess. Her very name is Gloria Deo—glory to God. Her blood has now been offered:...

  Garden Goddess   I. This humble plot of land is bogged in snow And ice, with twigs and brushy sweeps of pine; But soon, the giant marigolds will grow, Emerge from littered leaves and broken vine; For yonder’s where I sprinkled heads of seed In no specific order or...

  Old Bengal A Mystic Play ---for Shivani Muvva Shivani longs for old Bengal, _For palaces and kings, For servants at her beck and call _And all expensive things. Her father is the powerful raj; _Her mother is his queen, Surrounded by an entourage _No finer ever seen. And sometimes...

  Atomized The Great Stillness fell throughout the loud town. A quiet dust began to settle down. Where laughter once had echoed in the square, Now only silence lingered in the air. The cathedral doors stood closed and shut fast, No kneeling form to seek a rite long past. The...

  Baucis and Philemon A Poem for the Day After Valentine’s Day   Dank February’s leavened turf broods green stirrings, true, but now the glaze, steel-bright, sun sheeted on our frosted yard lured me outdoors past yesterday’s bouquet and card, your Valentine gift, poor compared with breathing roses our tight-trimmed...

  Snow Day Behold! A winning winter’s day! The soul of spring is on display: A vivifying snow is come And January plays at May. The blanco-verdant maples sway And white relights the heavens’ gray While hills call children out to play. ’Tis only strange the birds are dumb.  ...

  Come Spring Come spring, and all the creeping things come back. The gnats and flies (of various kinds). The ants and spiders. And the ladybugs in black and red. The bees in pollen-gathering pants. The dragonflies and butterflies, one long of tongue, the other with its bulbous eyes. Cicadas...

  Winterberry Robins, cardinals, grouse, and bluebirds, Thrushes, waxwings, and grey catbirds. __Where do they go __In the ice and snow? _Who helps them to survive? Deer and black bears, bees, and flies The Northern Flicker lest it dies __How do they know __Where Winterberries grow _And it’s the one...

  Snowshoeing on a Winter Morning A silver flicker in the tangy pine has stirred us: she, engulfed in puffery of white, and I behind. The nightlong whine of wolfish winds has carved a pageantry of stony icescapes just beyond our womb of crackling hearth. The pinkish blush of dawn...

  Upon Hiking Eagle Rock Loop, Umpire, AR “Silence breeds creativity.” ---Jason Wood The raucous rush at once absorbed in full By holy hush. A stillness permeates. An invitation hovers in the air. A breathless expectation starts to pull Your wearied soul to slow… and contemplate, As autumn woods reveal...

  The Sky Small wonder we placed God up in the sky, Within its infinite and blue construed Eternity and beauty on the fly And in its midnight dark could scarce absorb The mystery divine so archly strewed Amid the seething sheath of star and orb. It prompts a motion...

  Though My Eyes Grow Dim The world that was my senses, Of smell, of taste and sight, With feeling and with sound, Have vanished overnight. Although I hear less sharply The sounds—both low and higher--- I hear the singing now Of the angel choir. Though my steps are slower...

  The Color True It bruises dusk with velvet shade, Descends where ocean dreams are laid. It clings to wings in mid-air flight A jay, a thought, a piece of night. It hums within the glacier’s hold, In sapphire flame and silence cold. It dresses flowers, firm yet shy The...

  Rain and Snow on Christmas Day In songs of old and times of yore, _'Tis Snow that rules the day, Her lacy crystals dress the land, _With bridal white array. The towers housing silver bells, _That ring on Christmas morn, All sing the praise of Snow the Fair, _Their...

  Liturgical Loopholes   I. Scheduling Redemption: The Pious Musings of a Serial Sinner I must confess when I transgress I keep my conscience squeaky-clean. A swift disclosure lessens stress. A sinner’s innards burn and roil. I keep my conscience squeaky-clean. A word of mercy quells the boil. I’m quick...

  America! ---for the one-year anniversary of the second Inauguration of President Donald J. Trump, leader of the Free World Oh, giant of the Western hemisphere! Colossus of the gently setting sun! Where liberty is held supremely dear And fight for truth and justice never done. A nation born in...

  Burdens "eternal weight of glory" ---2 Corinthians 4.17 The conifers out back, weighed down with snow, seem like a band of weary pilgrims who have stopped to rest along their way. They know their burden will be lifted soon, yet through this season, they must bear it frequently. They...

  A Tribute to Scott Adams ---1957-2026 We lost Scott Adams, and his fertile mind. We mourn his passing, but he left behind a truth and wisdom-filled satiric view of what life’s like inside the corporate zoo. He knew exactly what it meant to be a worker stifled by bureaucracy....

  To Once Have Been Immortal A mountain swollen with the impudence of jaunty youth, unfazed by plodding Time, aspires to lofty realms of Providence as blight and battle interrupt the rhyme of living Earth. And that was I, a life ago, oblivious to wisdom, drowned by notions of a...

  When from the Damning Writs When from the damning writs of men’s assize I flee the dock of ignorance and woe And seek my room, where walls may stifle sighs A refuge from the slings all wounded know And find, within that keep, a soft-bound treasure To hold, it...

  The Measure of a Woman (or a Man) We’re measured in our mother’s womb by ultrasound to check all’s well, a heads up for an infant’s room, to know will pink or blue be swell. We’re measured on the day we’re born, when by the pound and ounce we’re...

  Encounter with My Dead Father I am holding my father’s hand so white, and in silence we walk up the whispering track. Dark figures with helmets lie out of sight, blue shapes of hands wave to me through the night--- _and I dare not look back. No purple blood...

  Wall of Ice I have met an icy barrier On this pleasant journey Life That has tried to freeze my spirit In its paralyzing vise. Like an animated iceberg Sporting crystal hands and feet--- Like a SEAL that’s on a mission It intends to bring defeat. In its fist,...

  King of Poets Salaciously Saul slouches on the throne (Backbiting envy never sits upright) Since David’s victories surpass his own. The king’s hard heart and weakened faith excite Malevolence for which he won’t atone. Young David could have cured the spirit’s flaw With moving melodies from seven strings To...

  Watercolors Before her was a canvas, white as snow. Beside her, watercolors, bright and clean. For hours, she sat quiet, stared at both. And hours later, still there was no scene. No still life piece contrasting dark and light. No lovely garden Renoir, no Monet. No Autumn Blossoms, nor...

  Art and Nature The well is deep Where poets keep Their unused words, And sylvan groves Are treasure troves Of singing birds That imitate The lyric prate Of mantic bards, Which might be why The morning sky Above our yards Inspires the mind To seek and find A soaring...

  Star of Wonder We read of three Wise Men at Christmas each year Who left home on a journey in search of a King. A light in the heavens God made to appear And then told them to follow and leave everything. Like them—if you’re wise—God will give you...

  Refrigerator Bird “Say the word for penguin.” Jen Jen waited. Silence. Then I guessed: “Refrigerator bird?” Laughter shook the teacup in her hand. “Best penguin that I’ve ever heard!” In the margin of my workbook page she drew a penguin, waddling, fat. This is how she teaches. Not by...

  The Oak Trees Stunned by the sunlight on a winter day, A shock too strong to meet, I turned to look At oaks that stood in statuesque array, And somehow on their wintry limbs they took The sun’s bold light and sent it back to me. I heard no...

  A Cardinal on a Snowy Day A single cardinal, on a snowy day, Cloistered in a nearby hemlock branch Paints brilliant red onto a winter's gray His plumage, like a scarlet avalanche, O’ersweeps the eye, diverts me from a scene Of whiteness drifting down on dark green boughs. He...

  Legacy of Light One by one, extinguished stars return to take their places in the fallen night; So long defunct, yet they faintly burn _in constellated webs of light. Imploded vanishings of dust and gas, from cold abysses of the infinite broadcasting their ghostly lives across _appropriated years of...

  Homage to Brigitte Bardot ---God bless Brigitte Bardot for her courage and frankness. “And God Created Woman…” yes, indeed— Was there another female who came close To how He crafted you? No man could spy A single flaw in that Parisian breed Of firm-fleshed structure right down to the...

    Fireflies Driving down a country road one sultry summer evening, with headlights sweeping through the little clouds of dust ahead, Caused by cars that led the way or met me in the night, I scanned the ditches, left and right, for signs to find a bed. I’d always...

  Her Grace The day arrived when Edna was too blind To live alone. She gave her things away— The china owl with one glass eye—her mind Was on the bumps in sidewalk cracks that day. A flowered pitcher, empty, save for tears— She knew what faced her in that...

  A Perfect Match is Found _Some people love the valleys. _Some people love the mountains. _Some people love the oceans. _I love the flowing fountains. _Some people love the forests, _While some people love the glens. _Some love the mountain meadows, _While I love writing pens. _Some people love...

  The Seven Crossings When I was a child, my mother sung Of verdant plains where bright light hung, Of halcyon hills in distant lands, Beyond seven rivers and silver sands. "One day we’ll cross them all," she crooned, "By boat or bridge, by sun or moon, Until we reach...