Hope is the Springtime Army

Jonquils peek from under the covers,
They gather strength in the melting snow 
A defiant stand against the elements, 
Warning winter, it’s time to go. 

Closely following allied forces, 
Green stems rise from warming sod;
Gallant flags signal the battle won,
Giving spring a victorious nod.

Gravity

Through this little window

Days unfold and head my way.

I've counted whales and sail boats,

Watched roofs and eagles fly away.

Every day for twenty years,

I have witnessed drops of rain,

Hurricane winds, a ray of sun

Then watched it rain again.

Exit cycles of my loved and lost,

Include those I cherish still…

The moon, my one last stalker,

Revisits my window sill.

Aware that it’s not personal,

Just obeying its orbital duty,

I never fail to feel the awe;

The pulling gravity of beauty.

Tornado Star

The island has a theater now

It boasts three movie screens,

Providing local residents

A plethora of scenes.

Penn Cove is much more rural,

We have but just one screen…

It sifts the prairie soils to mulch;

A mechanical vision, but serene.

A Gift is Waiting in Heaven

The dad wrote his son’s obituary,

“Don’t be somber”, he would note…

“We take comfort knowing Jesus prepared,

Jeffery’s favorite Root Beer Float”.

You can bet Jeffery soon discovered,

A heavenly foot long hair…

Everyone knows when Jesus serves,

He wears no hair net “up there”.

Nothing is Real

It seldom matters which path you choose,

When pursuing elusive dreams.

The results are often debatable

Nothing in life’s what it seems.

We have little understanding

Of the universe before us;

Who knows what fish think of the ocean,

Or what Elk do at night in the forest.