Love and feathers

Harper

while I wait for wings
To lift me up and take me home
What lands in my fishing net
Is a lovely leafy pome.

I understand the sabbath days
of solitary solemnness
I understand that nature is
so full of rambling randomness

As the story has unravelled
from through winter until now
We can do nothing but watch and learn
To destiny I bow

Its time a few changes
for a cosmic overhaul
we'll have to work on healing
though summer unto fall

My body has protested
At how I choose to live
She's asking me for things now
That I don't know how to give.

I grab her every morning
When I go to work
And when I am day dreaming
Still gently she does lurk

Its only now I understand
your knees and your aches
How can we keep them happy
For dear heaven's sake!

As of the turbulent waters
That toss our daily boat
I trust you to hang in there
And hold on to your note.

You  must trust me when I tell you
That  these are important times
Its through this turbulence
That words starts to rhyme.
Its through this dangling conversation
That we will find the clues
As to what we must think
And what we must do///

You are living a great learning
That tells me you will know
More and more everyday
But it could be slow..

Lets hold on to our dreams
And play with our words
Its just a mater of time before
We soar with 'em birds

Love and feathers
M

Mediary thought

Madeleine

It's as if I'm not there

Filled with hope and then despair

An adequate state of know-not-what

A blank___ a slash/ a dash- a dot.

I lie as if I am awake

And walk with dreams I can't partake

I tarry forth back to and fro

Not knowing whence I came from, or where to go.

I slowly slip into the mist

Question things I can't resist

Scribbling lines upon the fog

Conversations with no dialogue.

This limbo is my winter estate

A solemn entrance to natures gate

I'm waiting for this mist to rise

To drift along with no surprise.

Deriving life from other things

Soaking up what nature brings

And in that mediary thought

I catch a glimpse of all that's naught.

Tonight I sat under the moon

It's getting fuller all too soon

But it was nice to simply rest

And imbibe all that's truly blessed.

These days have been my saving grace

Journeying through life at a steady pace

Planting ideas like little seeds

Hoping someday to eat the fruits of these deeds.

I'm off now to return

To my dreams where I shall learn

Of places been and lives forgot

Lessons learned and soul songs taught.

Solitary on Sabbath,

Harper