Frozen The mockingbird is motionless silent without her song watching the morning unfold peering through branches and blooms the sun does not rise the breeze finally dies and the desert holds still for the day and so we pause we breathe we join the motionless a frozen moment as time is suspended before the chaos … Continue reading Frozen
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Springtime Rising
A new season on the rise
The Gloaming
The night will come alive After twilight's passing Pinpricks of light In the fireflies An electric hum From cicadas dying High above in the trees And the mockingbird Singing the songs of men From his invisible perch Welcoming the night Casting their magic To hold back the sun Until they lose their nightly battle Once … Continue reading The Gloaming