Rose Gardener ~SM~

He tends his garden, his price possession I watch through stained kitchen panes as he moves and turns Gloved hands pick up a creeping branch and prod it with a stick Skillfully the soil is turned and its thirst quenched This plant is done, he moves to the next I follow his gaze and they … Continue reading Rose Gardener ~SM~

Phenomenally Impossible ~ SM

Holding on to an oily rod Counting the stars that fill a cloudless sky Packing sun beams in a box for our lady of snow Seeing sound Hearing light Phenomenally impossible Even for a phenomenal you and me Golden sunsets before dusk Cattle grazing in the field Winter giving way to spring Spring bringing forth … Continue reading Phenomenally Impossible ~ SM