Rhythmic Stories

He shows up at your house one fine morningA lion softly roars, but Now not for warning You run outside and Plop down at his sideHe tips his head, and his big eyes open wide Your hand reaches up to...

If you have a memory in your brain that keeps returningSomething clear and distinct and leaves you yearning It brings a smile you feel on your face and insidePlease close your eyes and bring it out. It’s ok not to...

An acrid smellPermeates the air He stands errectas the wind whips his hair On the tongue, a taste of saltThe clouds in the sky nowa stormy cobalt A massive stormy event aheadDistance and size unsure,you experience dread A tear in...

I go to my wildflower hillsidewhen I feel the need to hide Its where I pull some powerTo build my courage tower The days are uncertainThey reveal new curtains wildflowers dance andplayfully swaycolorful and vibrantsilhouettes sway My favorite above all,...

when you require soothing comfortFind a tree to sit under and try to sort Life’s daily struggles set freeFinding a path for them to flee So many thoughts race through my mindI’ve held on to them for such a long...

When life was fun and carefreeIt was just you and me Through the years, we flewThen it was us and two Then the last one cameLife was a harsher game Now a family of fiveWe worked hard to survive As...

You hear the arrival of the passenger train Like music to a beatChugging up the rails, you feel pounding under your feet They are transporting people along a railroad line. Everyone who gets aboard experiences a moment in time coaches...

The Battle Inside If I could unbend your little mindI would do it in a heartbeat But I can’t, so I must findA way for you to feel complete Day by day, a patient hand on your shoulderI’ll try to...

someday, I need comfort from a friendYou know the days when you can’t stand in For whatever reason, you feel lostYou seek out a friend at a high cost The pride of your independent naturehalts you from bearing your soul...

Life is a whisper at bestA cry in the wind, then a rest generations passing and fly bydays of laughter, intermingled with cries making footpaths for others to followbut the imprints get lost thru the hollows words whispered in the...