Dreams of The Wildflower

The poem “Dreams of the Wildflower” by Colleen Keller Breuning, inspired by vivid, colorful dreams during a bout with COVID, depicts a surreal experience of love and happiness. The author shares personal anecdotes and a humorous incident involving their cat. Despite challenges, the mood remains peaceful, and a wish for a lovely weekend is extended to the readers.

On Golden Threads

Poet Colleen Keller Breuning created a poem inspired by Tori Amos lyrics, using her phrases as the starting lines of each stanza. She aligns the poem’s ambiance with that of ancient Greece. Colleen also shares her recent experience with COVID-19, which delayed her Florida trip to visit her grandchildren. Now, feeling better, she reflects on the stark contrast to her illness in 2021.

Soundtrack of My Life

Soundtrack of My Life Early in the morning, just before dawnI stood alone on the rocky shorepondering sorrows of this worldas I watched the crashing tidethe music hit me hardwashing over meflooding my veinswith intensewaves ofgriefchordsof hopefilled the airbringing to mindtreasured memoriesthe soundtrack of my lifelifted my heart from dark depthslike the sun breaking throughContinue reading “Soundtrack of My Life”

Astray

Astray Bitter winds rustle through the trees,a longing starts deep within mefor light that breaks the darkest days.The autumn sun has gone astray. I want the gold dust from your eyesto warm my bones in turquoise skies.Birdsong chittering in the fray,the autumn sun has gone astray. There’s no more wishes in the well,no hidden secretsContinue reading “Astray”

Autumn Descends

Autumn Descends Autumn descends with clouds and rain,with harvest crops long gone to grain.Promise of cool days round the bend…but summer doesn’t want to end. Missing the catbird’s plaintive callas crimson leaves begin to fall.Sights and sounds of autumn transcend…but summer doesn’t want to end. Out of the dark, into the dampdubious sun shines likeContinue reading “Autumn Descends”

Banks of the Potomac

Banks of The Potomac Late summer moving in slow motion,surrounded by green on country trails,the brazen sun burning our skinas water gurgles against the rockson the banks of the Potomac. A father and son cast on the North Branch,tackle plunking down, reels whizzing,pulling a croaking catfish from indigo waters.I watch and smile, filled with fondContinue reading “Banks of the Potomac”

Beneath the Moonlight

Beneath the Moonlight On the clouds of soundI drift into the nightthe sun takes its bowand fades into twilight Can I whisper to the windreveal my deepest secretsand dance beneath the moonlightwith you, my love… The lake is thrumminga bangarang of songthe crickets and the frogsthey frolic all night long Can I catch a shootingContinue reading “Beneath the Moonlight”

Another Oklahoma Day

Another Oklahoma Day   It’s just another Oklahoma day,the blazing sun is dropping low.The crops are wilting in the fields,the ominous west wind blows. Relentless heat is a wall of fire,draining the life out of my veins.My lungs struggle to take in fresh air,bones and muscles racked with pain. Tired eyes turn skyward, pray forContinue reading “Another Oklahoma Day”

Promises, Promises

Promises, Promises Promises of a pink morning sky,a resplendent sun breaking dawn.White clouds of hope rise up so highwe are born, we live and pass on. Some promises never come truewhen hardship and sadness abound.A tall pile of bills overdue,teardrops falling upon the ground. Promises of husband and wifetempered with blessings and sorrow.A curve inContinue reading “Promises, Promises”

Grace of the Daffodil

Grace of the Daffodil She rose and turned to the sunlight,The orange rays warmed her up inside.She shook her yellow head, contrite,And set aside her steely pride. The orange rays warmed her up inside.She braced for what the day would bringAnd set aside her steely pride.It was high time for a spring fling. She bracedContinue reading “Grace of the Daffodil”