Perfect Weather


Winter cracked open the sky today, letting loose a little snow

and a whole lot of wind, ripping

through the pine trees.

The perfect weather

for snuggling down,

and reading some poetry



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Torrential rains in a downpour

as the wind roars, ripping

through trees,

while dark clouds

cover the mountains,

making them invisible.

And I wonder – does God make storms so we can rest and do some writing?


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Sweet Dreams

In our dreams, our minds begin their journeys,

bringing us to castles, and hawks

and light drifting, flickering

down empty corridors of stone

and perhaps a lover’s breath

on our cheek

to hide us from the dragon’s wrath,

as our spirits learn to rest

we breathe easier.

Sweet dreams.


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