Monthly Archives: March 2020

Three years ago, a time I try to forget, but memories always find their way through the haze. And so it is, I shall unwrap a corner, not to magnify the negative, but to accentuate the positive. A dear son, … Continue reading →

She cries aloud in thunder and weeps in the rain Who knows the difference in the storm But God tastes the sorrow in salted tears And thunder is the ovation of rendition in the sky

Sun hurls her last ray, slowly slipping below the horizon, as a golden blanket covers her with fire’s hues. She is done with drama, and so am I. I watch as darkness gives way to a silver spoon of moonlight … Continue reading →

One may better withstand the cold When one remembers the sun dversepoets.com celebrates couplets as a final part of a poem, or as a complete poem. It does not have to rhyme, I woke up in the night and penned … Continue reading →

Is this my mountain moving Even mountains can come down Eroding silently underground Stone and sod and clay Sinking in the light of day A microscopic threat A tiny, unseen speck Spreads viciously with vile Reduces us to words and … Continue reading →

Magic Snow into glistening icicles? Temperatures fluctuate! Science punctuates Aces in pockets or socks I saw them a moment ago in your hand, did I not? Slight of hand! Magic planned! Everything brings wonder Explanations bury me under Now walking … Continue reading →

On this first Sunday of social distancing I wrote this morning. We worship today in a new way, the Lord will perhaps speak in a new way, to prepare us for a new way. While we cannot join in song … Continue reading →

Right at the tip of his tongue Are all the words he never said He saw sunshine through the rain Now thistles grow where silence bled An unsuspecting glacier Hard and cold none can push Out of the blue between … Continue reading →

Everywhere I look growth is peeking Mole holes where I planted my bulbs deep Snow flies in not fit for keeping Winter photobombs on spring’s illustrious pose My one ancient crocus stands its ground Often a single poem bears more … Continue reading →

  I am often heard but not understood in my speech Though you may call me crazy I’m at perfect rest My mind opts to flee this mountain for the beach Thoughts inside my head solidify with spoken words Gases … Continue reading →