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”
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Green Into Gold
Green into Gold When summer hints its time has pastSky exudes an ambient castDiaphanous moments unfoldI will follow, green into gold. When graceful willows twist and bendUndulating until day’s endWords unspoken, secrets untoldI will follow, green into gold. When oak leaves tumble to their deathAutumn exhales its frosty breathSometimes I wish for touch of coldIContinue reading “Green Into Gold”
Gentle Rain
Gentle Rain Listen to your heart beat softly as summer burns in effigy restless crickets voice sad disdain to the rhythm of gentle rain. Piercing cerulean sky yields to the soft bloom of cotton fields nimbus clouds releasing their pain to the rhythm of gentle rain. Peace beckons where green river flows night falls inContinue reading “Gentle Rain”
Dance of Life
Dance of Life Perched by the open window tiny dancer bathed in glow beneath a veil of green eyes gilded lily in disguise. Faded scars cannot erase sad memories from a place where sticks and stones broke her bones sharp lessons learned long ago. Dodging minefields, cat and mouse secrets hidden in old house oneContinue reading “Dance of Life”
The Nestlings
Photo by Colleen Breuning © 2015 The Nestlings (A Quatern) When Monday mornings come around, The air is filled with precious sounds. Pitter patter of tiny feet Upon the deck, tasting sweet treats. The scent of lilacs spins me round When Monday mornings come around. Endless summer in cloudless skies, See the sparkle in clearContinue reading “The Nestlings”
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”
Coulée de Serrant
Coulée de Serrant I remember Coulée de Serrant the tempting taste of 1973 never-ending summer days wandering amber fields our sun warmed fingers plucking succulent grapes sticky and delicious from bounteous vines fruit of the valley’s womb. The finest vintage decanted into cut glass its bouquet awakens my senses sweet honey on my palate lucidContinue reading “Coulée de Serrant”
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