Sunlight and Shadows

Finding poetry in star dust, sunbeams, and passing clouds

Category: Adventure

  • Old West

    Sunrise, sunset in the west

    Prairie days of summer’s best

    Cattle wrangling morn til night

    Lay around the fire to rest

    Short grass, tall grass in the wind

    Dry dust rising round the bend

    Underneath wide open skies

    Upward, outward freedom send

    Treasured, carefree nights in town

    Lively dances, fiddle sound

    Neighbors bonded near and far

    Toughest friendships here are found

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  • Petals

    Dried flowers are talking

    With rich rose hues still

    They marked an achievement

    Or a student’s skill

    Dried flowers are talking

    Their bright spring buds fell

    Standing by the bedside

    For one to get well

    Dried flowers are talking

    In wilted bouquets

    Petal-scattered aisles

    Of happy wedding days

    Dried flowers are talking

    Laid at the grave

    To close this life’s journey

    Sweet memories to save

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  • Things

    I wanted things – shining worlds

    Rainbows held in drops of dew

    Birds soaring in clear blue skies

    Sunrise from mountaintop view

    I wanted things – twinkling dreams

    Meteor shower, shooting star

    Face always in the warm sunshine

    Moonbeam glow on waters far

    I wanted things – blooming hopes

    Farmhouse nestled in rolling hills

    Chickens roosting on the porch rail

    Waterwheels on country mills

    I wanted things – wide open paths

    Golden fields touching the horizon

    Panorama of green mountain peaks

    Turquoise lake sparkling in sun

    I wanted things way back when

             I found things I could not imagine then

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  • Waiting for a Train

    Anticipation

    the Belief in Catching a Dream Elsewhere

    Flurry

    of Going Hurriedly In a Jostling Kaleidoscope

    Looking

    for Many, New, Other Places Quickly

    Rendezvous

    a Space and Time, Unique or Variable

    Window

    of eXcitement, Youth, and Zest

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  • Mosaic

    I am a traveler in a dark wood

    Simply searching for something good

    I am a nomad on desert sand

    A tiny speck in something grand

    I am a sailor out on the sea

    Rowing to something promised to me

    I am a pilot in the sunset sky

    Looking for beauty in clouds passing by

    I am a driver speeding in a race

    Trying to hold onto life’s fast pace

    I am a diver swimming in the tide

    Searching to find out where treasures hide

    I am a wrangler riding a wild horse

    Keeping a herd of cattle on course

    I am a writer with a pen in my hand

    Just trying to catch the words as they land

    The beauty of life is that each is unique

    With a mission, a role, a treasure to seek

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  • Not

    I am not thinking about a pink elephant in a purple sky

    I am not thinking about what happens when dreams die

    I am not thinking about a cage full of yellow birds

    I am not thinking about what can change with a few words

    I am not remembering the roads I didn’t take

    I am not remembering a princess castle birthday cake

    I am not remembering that glance in the rearview mirror

    I am not remembering all the things I wrote to get here

    I am not wishing for a fancy carriage or silver skates

    I am not wishing for a trip across all fifty states

    I am not wishing for one more spin on the dance floor

    I am not wishing for a different life anymore

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