Poems

Full Circle

Seeds scattered
A life transplanted
She serves Him, seeks
Him, sees Him, knows
Him, and is known
To be of grace and
Gentleness, it seems
That all is right and
Perfect family and
Friends, shown and proven
Character, the values
Embedded of a life
Dedicated.

Surprise and good
Talks to him ever
Seeing more and yet
Not seeing past the
Present which he makes
Of strings, nice strings
Strings feel good, needed
She was; always leading
Keeping silent of her yet
Giving out the wrong parts
Ended up yelling but
Only near his face
Was always there
Deadicated.

Ever to never more
Shore is reached for
In despairing, halfhearted
Attempts where she sees
And shares, unlistened to
Frustrated, then placated
Ever come back to strum
At this fish once more
Than needed, now to
Sever, hurt and pain
Loss or no gain? Strain
Another time around the circle?
Dreadicated.

Sovereign brought in dear
Came along, a moment of perfect
Time and space to cry
And die and try and
Stand that dear stood for
Her strength to lengthen
The days running alongside
Of her endearing she
Took comfort of the faithful
Full prayer, warmth, seeing
The mighty clearly works
His hand for love which she obeys
Dedicated.




Hawk

A brilliant white
A shocking swath
Streaking down, crossing sight
Bearing bellies black as night.

Brazen will
Blazing strong
Across the air, tipping tops
Struggle seeming, never stop.

A sudden slide
A bomb nose dive
Slipping silent, almost thoughtless
Feathers rippling, wings with tautness.

A hawk alone
Hunts by day
A flock of hawks seems out of place
Connecting lives from time and space?