Rhythmic Stories

It’s a soothing thingOur front porch swing The back-and-forth motionLike the sway of an ocean The conversations taking placeAs you swing, keeping pace Visitors will come and goWhile Big Sister sits and sews Always content to Share a seatWith neighbors across the street Sitting, rockingA little bit of talking Come on...

When I miss youI’ll always wish too See you somedayBy my footpath way The Time and distanceWon’t rust my insistence My heart will forever burnWith hope, I’ll continue to yearn It’s not in my hands nowYou control the somehow So, I’ll patiently waitUntil the day you are at my gate

Few things I find more comfortingAs the soothing balm Autumn brings After the heat of Summer endsI look forward to falls chilly winds As Fall sweeps my blues awayfinally, finding some happy days Even though the season doesn’t lastI enjoy the colorful leaves blasts Always a new subject to photographAs the...

On cool autumn eveningsMy mama would always bring A chair or two outsideTo watch her brood playing We mostly ran down country roadsStopping briefly and playing with toads We would play outside after darkUntil the opossums made the dogs bark You could hear the voices in the night airNo one seemed...

I’m looking at the flowers by the fieldspinning, spinning, trying not to yield The wind isBlowing, blowingThem away It seems like beauty always goes away I’m not sure why it makes me sad at allThe winds are bringing in a colorful fall The leaves always ignite something in meThere is magic in...

She had green Irish eyesThat Made the boys sigh A fearless soulWith courage bold The last of mothers’ large lotAffection from her, she sought Affection would never comeMama gave it to her sons The little bird continued to soarBright green eyes, always hoping for more Throughout her whole lifeShe experienced only...

My girls are my heartThey have been from their start Each Daughter is unique in her wayAll different from each other,but that’s ok It’s the little things they do for meI wouldn’t trade them for all the world’s gold,You see The Sea of little cards or the ceramic owl paintedThe ugly...

I will see you againMy friendSo much love saved for when We meet again in a peaceful sceneWhen life is a happier scheme Young enough to run the steepest hillsideNo doors in our house, and the windows open wide We will jump on horses and ride everywhereStay out all night, and...

The day’s sadness settles in my lungs, and I can’t breathe.I feel my stomach Lerch and I begin to Heave The air around me seems to dissipateI struggle hard to breathe, but it’s too late The inhaler stays off the spasms of my attackI lost track of time wrapped in thoughts...