Touch the Alabaster Skies A distant future waits for meBeyond the black, turbulent seaMy hopes and fears to be reckoned,Multiplying by the second. Clouds break above the bare oak trees;A distant future waits for me.Dark thoughts pile in as wave crash down.Limbs flail as I begin to drown. I hear the mourning dove’s sad criesandContinue reading “Touch the Alabaster Skies”
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At First Frost
At First Frost Dewfrozenon grass bladesfirst frost comes latecrunching under bootssudden change of seasonsas December tumbles downcold air clashes with bitter windsbare branches of the maples tremblescored and stripped of their remaining brown leavesalabaster clouds gather overheadsignaling their steely intentionsa gentle hush comes over mewhite snow speaks in silent tonguesreleasing pristine flakesand I breathe deeplyasContinue reading “At First Frost”
Bobby Moonlight
Bobby Moonlight what’s behind the doorhiding underneath the bedwhite whiskers and fur I can see your eyeslike a starry summer nightglowing like the moon heaven knows I triedbribing with treats and catnipyou hunker down low I’ll see you at dawnmy little Bobby Moonlightuntil then, sweet dreams Colleen Keller Breuning © 2020November 20, 2020 We areContinue reading “Bobby Moonlight”
Into Clouds of Lions and Tigers
Into Clouds of Lions and Tigers AsI laythere alonein the dark nightwaiting for reposemy restless mind wandersI’d be lying to myselfif I said I didn’t miss youthe sound of your voice, your amber eyesthoughts and memories tumble through my headthen I’m flying high, light as heliumsoaring across cornflower blue skiessearching for your gentle spiritI’m freefallingContinue reading “Into Clouds of Lions and Tigers”
Mourning Has Broken
Mourning Has Broken She clasps secret old love lettersin her weathered, frail handsraises them to face, inhaling deepthe faint scent of old spice and must. She wades amidst turbulent watersthe sound of waves crashingthe music of the years gone bytumbling through her mind. Time and fate take their toll,and the mourning has broken.Too many memoriesContinue reading “Mourning Has Broken”
Colleen Keller Breuning 