***
daughter to father
is sunrise in the gloaming
golden beam of light
morning glory awaking
as dew drops glisten
lavender breezes blowing
beneath a blue sky
soft sounds of songbirds singing
to the yellow sun
fields of wildflowers blooming
blossoms of laughter
gentle rain on verdant hills
sweet water of life
©tlh 4/20/12
“evening”
.
as I reclined on the porch
watching the mountains
relax from green into purple
evening sidled up on a gentle breeze
wearing pale coral and azure
with the fragrance of springtime
.
she softly slipped into the old chair next to me
left vacant by the setting sun
in the heat of day
she breathed a quiet sigh
of feathery clouds
and cherry blossom
.
we sat for a while in silence
contented to listen
to a mockingbird wooing his love
and a chorus of spring peepers
serenading down by the creek
we spoke not a word in our peaceful repose
.
serenely as she arrived
she arose to leave
as she went she asked
“shall I get the lights?”
I nodded sleepily
night fell to the rising moon
I slept
tlh 3/20/12
“hushed”
(on the passing of my mother)
*
a light has gone out
.
the candle that glowed in the window
is burned down to grey smoke
spiriting toward heaven
.
the path darkened
the way unlit
the door is closed
and the chair empty
the hearth no longer warm
the blush faded from the rose
.
muted is love’s comforting voice
beneath folds of white
and soft closed eyes
laughter is hushed
.
in a brighter heaven
we are greater for knowing that star
the world lesser without it
.
tlh 1/24/11
“winter’s reign”
*
cold gray
bleeds from a lurid sky
trickling
over boney skeletons of black trees
standing
in murky pools of dead earth
and winter’s reign
tlh 1/17/11
“winter” Haiku
howling wind spits snow
gnawing at hard frozen bones
ravenous winter
tlh 1/12/12
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“new day”
let the dying year pass
give no more thought
to its bitterness and pain
it cannot be relived
only remembered
let go its scarred memories like tears
weeping away from eyes of the hopeful
to the promise of a new day
tlh 12/30/11
“Christmas”
***
Footsteps trodden upon new fallen snow
make no sound at all
not a whisper in the hush
that blankets tree and field
mountain and valley
hamlet and home
as midnight gates swing silently open
candlelit window sills cast a faint glow on downy paths
lighting the way for Christmas
tlh 12/25/11
“Oh, Christmas Tree”
****
Fraser and Douglas trussed tight
lying on the sidewalk
bound prisoners with no way of escape
stacked like cord wood for a fire
price tags or toe tags
to trees they’re the same…
Merry Christmas!
tlh 12/17/11
“star-crossed”
+
today I chased the westering sun
to see him set once more
in a blazing sky and watch him race
to rise on a distant shore
to warm a face in twilight waiting
as he ascends the dawning day
to shed his light on a star-crossed lover
and drive the shadows away
but the racing sun outraced me
and slipped silently out of sight
to leave me in the lonesome shadows
of a star-crossed silent night
tlh 12/11/11
“freedom”
~~~~~~~
the river is up
not angry yet
but swelling as it flows
beneath a pouring rain
through a moonless night
groping along its banks
feeling with watery fingers
for a weakness
a way out
scratching
clawing at the edges of roads
and fields
at the foundations of houses
and barns
searching for an escape
on the verge of havoc
of destruction
rising to flood
and a chance at freedom
tlh 12/7/11
Sincerely, Tracy
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