Thursday, February 28, 2013

Waiting in the Dark

Encased, chicks, caterpillars and buds 
are not privy to time lapse frames 
speeding by or hopeful endings 
where light lives and wind breathes. 
 They need to wait patient without a future 
till first flights and colors call them out, 
seconds witnessing dawn's duel 
against darkness on reckoning day.   

Friday, February 22, 2013

Morning Relief


Could those tiny prisms
dancing on swaying green tips 
be the remaining evidence and 
proof that invisible warm breath 
unthawed night's icy grip
 on perspective once again? 

There's a Yiddish proverb 
that says,"Each blade of grass has 
an angel bending low whispering, 
grow, grow, grow."