Original Poetry
Bundled up for a day of outdoor play – snow shoeing to be exact Helping raise money for charity – breast cancer was todays mark Who could have imagined that we need help – the devil was at your door Once a small bump now ten times in size – oozing with blood and fear
Monsters and Demons afraid of this light return to the darkness hiding from sight
With things to do and places to be there isn’t time to remember what frightened me
Flowers have begun to push up from the ground Ice no longer covering the chilly water Spring has sprung, perhaps too soon Colors on the lake now muted to Grey and White as the falling snow blankets the earth
The bow of the kayak cuts through water, barely making a ripple Reeds brush up against me, as my boat glides by I drift over a large snapper, she looks up in curiosity
Forced together by others for reasons unknown a Vet returning from service meets a woman who wasn’t alone
Alone I sit on this moonless night By the edge of our lake staring into the night
Moonlight Poem, Cold night