My Poetry

The north wind blows and with it comes the storm a battle of the elements speak unrest and uncertainty the rain falls, the trees sway, the water swells each one a puppet of the mighty north wind The wind comes to clear the air and prepare the land fall storms, to ready the land for […]

The kiss of the wind gently sounds the chime And for a moment It matters not the time For in this space in the quiet and the calm My soul sings out a peaceful morning psalm The birds sing with me hopefulness and praise I am filled with joy my voice I loudly raise In