The poem “Summer’s End” conveys a poignant reflection on dreams and the passage of time. The speaker envisions a serene destination where hope overcomes sorrow, symbolized by the fading summer sun and soaring eagles. Emphasizing freedom and tranquility, it encourages letting go of sadness to embrace a brighter future.
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Mother Moon
The poem “Mother Moon” by Colleen Keller Breuning evokes a serene night scene with a pale moon illuminating tranquil fields. It captures a deep emotional longing as the speaker communicates fervently with nature, seeking solace and connection. The imagery of winds, trees, and clouds enhances the reflective mood throughout.
Little Bird
Little Bird Summertime reigns supremewhen honeysuckle sun gleamsonly in my wildest dreamsor so it seems… For I was born to be freegliding on wings of agilityas I sail across the distant seaa voice on the wind calls to me… Little bird, little bird, soar high!dance with the butterfliesnever ever question whydon’t you stop ‘til youContinue reading “Little Bird”
Aperture
Aperture Shivering against the wretched cold As clouds bunch up in cerulean sky. Thoughts jumble into a tangled knot Like a splinter festering in the minds eye. Irreverent winds unharnessed by hula hoop, Robins cavort yet stray snowflakes linger. Old man winter wields one final blast, The trigger pulled by unsteady finger. Stark charactersContinue reading “Aperture”
Into the Sun’s Embrace
Into the Sun’s Embrace One life lived in limbo, teetering on the brink. You swim against strong currents as all hope begins to sink. Stripped of all belongings and rendered colorblind; Restless nights and wasted time, the past has been unkind. You stand alone in judgment and utter truthful words. They echo in the brittleContinue reading “Into the Sun’s Embrace”
She Who Dances in Snow
She Who Dances in Snow Black velvet drapes of dusk cloak moss covered hills. The air exhales its chill as February blooms beneath a burgeoning gibbous moon. Wisps of white crystalline fall — leaping, swirling, around glowing streetlights like vagrant moths courting open flames. Here! I am here, the snow falling around me, falling downContinue reading “She Who Dances in Snow”
Shadows of My Father ~ The Poem and The Book
Shadows of My Father As a child, I walked through the park hand in hand with my father. Brimming with energy and innocence, I played a game of hide and seek, jumping into his enormous shadow. My elfin figure was gobbled up by his lumbering adumbration, stretching long across the path illuminated by the springtimeContinue reading “Shadows of My Father ~ The Poem and The Book”
Colleen Keller Breuning 