Of Words and Water

Jan Lake duck2

Freedom forms feathers –

Rows and rows standing at attention,

Roman Legionnaires linked with their brothers,

Trained to repel any onslaught;

For,

Knowing my true worth,

Your words

Drip,

Bead,

Drop,

Puddle around me.

And I, like the duck,

Am not wet.

 

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Rainy Thoughts

Catherine Woodbury3

Today the rain is all she feels,

The clouds are all she knows;

Tomorrow’s sunshine on hope’s heels

Will reap what sorrow sows.

The Melting

sunset ice

You came to me like a song,

Hushed, on the wings of a warm wind;

The glare hurt my eyes

And I looked away,

Afraid to breathe,

Afraid to speak,

Lest your beauty break the ice

That masqueraded as my backbone.

But Love, determined Spring,

Wooed.

Waited.

Won.

What the Sundial Said

HDR sundial

Why wait for Summer

While the seconds tick away?

Inhale this moment,

Teach your lungs to breathe Today.

‘Now’ is something fragile,

A gift that never lasts;

Every second precious,

For soon it’s called the Past.

Cotton Candy

cotton candy

Her trials transformed her –

but not until

life’s stresses

reminded her

diamonds are only born under intense pressure;

here, darkness and barrenness, cold and discomfort

became the mixing bowl

where

her soul spun sweet.

.

 

Laundry

You made this bed of nails I lie in.

A skewered butterfly,

addition to your

collection,

I swallowed hook, line, and linen.

But this is 2016.

It’s time

to change

the sheets.