We are ripples On a never ending lakes, Like those crystals Too finely made, that breaks. We are mortal
I saw God and misconceptions crossed my mind… I heard God but cannot remember what was said. I felt God
Gone are the women with buttons an… Bright feathered hats and covered-… Long dresses, with flair, that spr… All tucked in that basket where Y… Gone are the Top-Hats, Gold-watc…
It was just past midnight When I heard a bell, It wasn’t a big one, It was small, I could tell. Ting-Ting, Ting-ting,
Rain Clouds say, “Bye-Bye,” as a Rainbow spans the sky, and I sigh, “Oh my.” *** JEF Oceans begin with a single drop of water,
If a Black-hole were a drain Its exit could spew rain; The rain being things it consumed. Look, another universe has bloomed… D. Thurmond/JEF
Calling out to Grandma, As I arrive at the farm, She’s not out front, or in the she… She might be in the barn(?). I moseyed out to the back,
Has it set the tone When the old mill stone No longer turns the grain to flowe… When the thoughts of man Can’t devise a plan
The Banshee wailed as I said to the sea “One more sunrise before I die” JE Falcon
Words for the living Were solemnly said, As each coffin passed Housing it’s dead, “It is hard to be born
A large, billowed cloud Eats most of the sky above and then comes the rain. Big drops of rain fall, hard, as the sun turns to shadows
Drained, like a cup that holds too… Dry, like deserts approaching noon… The inspiration juices flow Then turn to bits of coal Scattered like the sand upon a dun…
The clouds roll in And the clouds roll out But that’s not really What clouds are about And the sun still shines
It took seventy years to figure ou… That life scatters truth, left and… And those first thirty years, refl… Were shades of dull, with times of… There were some so good, and some,…
Grandma has a washtub And she calls it Belly-Round, It’s extra thick, galvanized, And it’s never let her down. Sometimes it’s a stool