Archive for the ‘Whimsical’ Category

Canvas

Paint me a pastoral solace,
Snake a path ’round emerald hills,
Roam newborn calves and lambs,
Red brush me a barn atop the hill
Dab in shady oaks, string my swaying bed
Where I may slow breathe my sunset days
Unbound, free to farm new memories.

~ ~ ~

Dwindling

Withdrawn,
For stead
old promises
vows of yesterday dimmed,
Foreclosed.
Directed by the wind
and destiny’s hand?
~ ~ ~

Always?

Why must there always be
a little “Never” in “Always?”

All

He hath struck me whimsy to no excess,
suspended me ‘neath sun-starched rainbows,
shod me with laces loose and forever soles,
laid down no spurs, no ties to divert me,
and Trusts me assured when shadows lengthen,
will ease me gentle down the Tracks.
~ ~ ~

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