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Scarlet Sunrise

Is a sun worshipper about to have his beliefs shattered?

The boy was terrified, his eyes conveying fear like that he had never known. He was four years old and tied to a steel chair, a gag around his mouth, his tearful eyes staring at the man who stood by the doorway of the shed with a 7-inch wildcat Bowie knife, looking at the child with curiosity. He had killed before and knew he would this time. He preferred them as young as possible because they were more innocent, so a fou...

Stories of your illumination were once told Across the land and sea of old A man carved out of sunlight A disciple sent from Apollo to end the night You travelled across rivers, deserts and mountainous terrain To condensed cities and vast planes Providing shelter from darkness Smiting blights who dared to harm us Word spread across the globe Of a hero who wore a sun-etched robe “Lightbearer! Sun-Walker! Lifebringer!” We’d...

Sunday Afternoon

Enjoying a sunny day in our backyard.

Cotton candy clouds Above a sea of blue umbrellas Ripples dance across the water Specks of sand shine in the sun Fish fall prey to loons and gulls But outsmart the fishing rods Couples walk, and children play While music fills the humid air Afternoon breezes ease the heat As palm trees wave their fringe Chameleons scatter; crows caw Shadows grow long on the ground A look, a sigh, a smile A silly knowing glance This yard o...

Straining

A man has to do, what a man has to do.

It's hot out. The sun was blazing. Not ten minutes into the journey and it broke down. Now I'm on foot. Sweat dripped from my forehead. Cars passed me by. They honked and waved. Do they stop and help? Oh No, they just drove by. Some laughed at my situation. I had to press on regardless. She had to have it. So I got it for her. Now I'm stuck. The journey must be completed. A man has to do, what a man has to do. Mowing an a...

On seeing the Light (re)born

Seeing the sun rise over the Caribbean invites reflection

I saw the light born and reborn this morning. From dark sea and dim horizon came a holy glow,A signal that night's rule was ending;A first, tentative announcement that light and life would indeed return from the underworld. That first dim glow grew brighter, and my heart quickened,Delighting in the light, celebrating the warmth and brightness that soon would be. Then it happened.In an instant, the edge of the Sun,The tip...

The sun does not set onThis face of mine,Nor soar on wings of fire to me,Nor rush to greet me,Kiss me, leave me,Nor burn and scorch the skin from me.It is I who moves awayWithdrawnFrom light and lifeAll blazing bright andCloistered inMy rising run,The weight of spiritLeft behind.In darkness seeps the weeping soul,The river dry yetFlowing slow,Still, from diamond dropsI riseAnd leave the day to grow star-shocked.Not I,Not...

Sweet Cherub

Even cherubs need someone watching over them.

I may not be an angel,more like the devil's son. Circling on blackened wings, charred by life not the sun. Prefect, hell no I'm not,would never profess to be. Soaring high inside night itself,keeping watch over thee. Hearing your cries of anguish,brings a sadness to my soul. Through clouds of black and grey,I'll come to you in your dreams. When life gives you challenges,I can also feel your dismay. Swooping in to cuddle c...

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Sunrise

A beautiful winter morning...

The sky, black as ink, silver dots, Impenetrable darkness it seems. But fading now to a deep velvet blue, and the stars fade away like my dreams. A thin pale line, growing brighter, The horizon with thin orange hue, The blue of the sky ever lighter, and the world starts to come into view. A brand new day is awakening, The shadows are long on the ground, The still leafless trees thick with rime and the frost covered fields...

Little One

Lay your head on the pillow and dream.

Sleep tonight little oneBelow stars that twinkleSun has gone to bedDream of today's funLike Rip Van Winkle Moon is showing his headNight's here day's doneLet Mr. Sandman sprinkleA little sand don't dreadMorn will bring bright sunA breakfast that will tickleWhen you rise from your bed I'll tell you a tale my Grandpa spunDon't wrinkle your nose and be fickle I can remember every word he said It's about the moon at play with...

A Day At the Beach

Let's Go To The Beach

Today we are at the beach We are enjoying the day The waves are in our reach Loving all the wonderful rays We set up and sit in our chairsWe put a blanket on the sandThe wind is blowing at my hairWe sit down and we hold hands The birds are singing in the airChildren are talking and screamingLots of grins and many staresIt's beautiful here are we dreaming We rub oil on one anotherAnd share a simple kissWe are each other's...

The Darkness is near  In the place  Between Sunset and Dusk The sun is sinking Below the Horizon Like a ship at sea Or a body at rest  going into the ground But Do not fear  The Darkness is near It cannot hurt a soul  quite the opposite  One is safe In the solitude  Of the dark

You surely feel it, too just as I do All this sudden heat from head to feet. Now I’m ready to bet we’ll start to sweat As down here we lay and prepare to play. Sand between our toes and where else, who knows? Above us clear azure sky a breeze, just a mere sigh. I reach for your hand feeling the wedding band. And now I linger caressing this familiar finger. We smile, eyes bright everything is so right For you and I so hot...

Anonymous

Wings spread wide, feathers in flight, The little finch flew through the air. He sings his song, as he flies along, To his true love, one that was rare. Her golden glory shown from above. The sun, was a lover so true. During the day he thinks himself a dove. That how much he loved her. She loved his sweet melody, And would listen to him day by day. And on the days he had cried. She gave him the warmth of her ray. When he...

Spider Webs and Moonbeams

What strange bedfellows, nature does create.

Come sit with me, said the spider to the fly.Daylight's gone, moonbeams grace the sky. Glitter from the stars are captured in my web.Breaking night's darkness as sunbeams ebb. Visit for awhile, we can share a story or two.Growing our new friendship, don't be blue. You are safe with me, I mean you no harm.Enjoy our time together, no need for alarm. Make yourself comfy, fold in your tiny wings. I won't try to ensnare you in...