March 3rd, 2016
As Some May See
Sky so blue with clouds of white
while past the tangled branches, high
we see the sun with second sight.
Above the hillsides, green and bright,
where swallows play and breezes sigh;
sky so blue with clouds of white
Although inside, the dark of night
a shining glint may catch our eye...
we see the sun with second sight
We may not know wherefore this light
but rays of yellow deftly tie
sky so blue with clouds of white
The spring unlocks the winter's bite
and flowers bloom with colors, sly
we see the sun with second sight
I wish I may, I wish I might
have the wish I wish tonight;
sky so blue with clouds of white...
we see the sun with second sight.
In the Wing of a Breeze
In the flash of a moment
I believe to be real
though hard to imagine it's so
it escapes me over and over again
it is so hard to tell
what is true from what is false
when the slipknot of desires
comes apart
in her gentle fingers
The spark of the shade
kindles a cool breeze
that whistles just as I do
when I can just barely remember
what had gone so well
in mostly forgotten, still recalled
moments of clarity
where the mists were untied
like the sash on a robe
to a moth's embrace
I hope you enjoyed this, my labor of love, which in its own way, always occupies my thoughts as I consider what to write. If you enjoyed it, send me an email! I would love to hear your input! My email address is dghargrove@gmail.com