Monthly Archives: February 2012

A feather fell low from a winging bird; It fell till it dropped at my feet. But a song held my heart imprisoned fast Mid the din of a city street. And I dared to think if the song were … Continue reading →

From a sordid realm to a world apart, The sun retreats to a fresh new start O life, on the other side. It slowly recedes till the shadows dim Are left outside on the sunset’s rim: Escape! at the turn … Continue reading →

I held you close – O breathless moment When your lips touched mine. I heard the quick, soft intake of your breath; The door unto your heart was opened, But a moment; Then closed to me, to-day, to-morrow, and forever. … Continue reading →

God gave me gifts to envision anew Mid fancies region of mind; Things that appeal to my innermost soul, Thoughts of humanity kind. I sit near my window as life unfolds; I muse what sorrow and care Imprisoned its kindness … Continue reading →

Farewell, O lovely summer day, Farewell to thee! June roses, lilies, musk-filled way – Farewell to thee! We fold away the dusky hours; We press the book of summer flowers; We store the dreams that once were ours: Farewell to … Continue reading →

Little “Catch-me-as-you-can” darting hither, here and yon, Little “Fleet-foot-down-the-way” whither are you gone? Now I slowly reach my arm, just to clasp you in my hand But you vanish in the air or you dart across the land. Little “Catch-me-as-you-can”, … Continue reading →

I am riding o’er the prairies When the dark is drawing night; O’er the dusk enfolded prairies Neath a mystic night blue sky. And I check my horse to listen As I hear a coyote’s cry. Father rode a night … Continue reading →

August is laughing when breezes blow, And playing her music high and low. Sweet Echo catches her laugh of glee; She sends out a call to you and me: “O come to the woods, for bright is the day; For … Continue reading →

I slip away on rainy days And climb the attic stair; Each creaking step I tread alone Takes me much nearer there. ‘Tis well I know that once inside The dim and dusty wall I’ll sit and dream of olden … Continue reading →