Beyond the Spanish Moss

Beyond the Spanish Moss Scrub pines and banyans beckonbedecked with Spanish mosslazy cumulus clouds drift freeacross the periwinkle horizon. Fiery sun rises opposite the moonits early morning heat blazingas the dragonfly silently hoversalighting on dew drenched lily pad. The blue heron turns, unblinkinglifts long delicate wings in flightgliding gracefully across the bayand the seagulls areContinue reading “Beyond the Spanish Moss”

As The Wind Speaks

As the Wind Speaks… April sun fades in crimson skies,Serenaded by catbird cries.Owl takes refuge in maple treeAs the wind speaks softly to me. Thoughts tumble down, into the fray At the end of a weary day.Golden moon rises high and freeAs the wind speaks softly to me. In a trance, dancing by starlight;Lips like velvetContinue reading “As The Wind Speaks”

Sing To Me of Heroes

Sing To Me of Heroes The sun shines brightly through the blinds,and there isn’t a cloud in the sky.Cold news splashed in black and whiteand all I can do is cry. The crescent moon is dim tonightand the stars look different today.The world is spinning far too fast,and I cannot find my way. So singContinue reading “Sing To Me of Heroes”

Blood Moon

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015 Blood Moon Crickets harmonize a rhapsody in August, sweet background singers Pregnant clouds hover in crisis of confidence, summer rain debate. Warm wind blows gently, dissolving clouds to fine mist; light shines through its haze Earth casts dark shadows, aligning with sun and moon in black velvet skies. Raging withContinue reading “Blood Moon”

Those Were The Days

Those Were The Days The moon glides slow in sky of gauze as dense fog shrouds golden sunlight sinking down beneath the mountain deep into the indigo night. Hush now, summer is fading fast say goodbye to the firefly’s glow the lily will not long endure in pure white fields of early snow. We moveContinue reading “Those Were The Days”

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.

Blue Reverie

Blue Reverie As the clouds dance their pas de deux In the blue reverie of the night sky, Moonglow reveals the spirit of you, And my heart is lifted up so high. In the blue reverie of the night sky, Stardust mingles with the shooting stars, And my heart is lifted up so high AboveContinue reading “Blue Reverie”