Jessica M. Collette's Blog, page 54

Facade

Sometimes it takes years To uncover what’s real To chip away a façade Only time can reveal Raw and exposed Cleansed of all crud A sparkle seen Under layers of mud A glimpse of what’s true Down to the core A bare-naked soul And nothing more Never to wear The façade of before

Getting to the Heart (worm) of the Matter

Texas Special! That’s how the dog rescue described her. We knew rather quickly that their description sure was right! Callie, a petite light brown cutie, resembled more of a fawn than she did a mixed-breed dog. Since she was indeed a member of the canine family, the rescue had no choice but to label her… Read More Getting to the Heart (worm) of the Matter

Morning Stretch

The air smelled clean Refreshed and new Along the rustic path The spring air blew It came from somewhere I could not yet see Citrus floral notes From where could they be? Walking further Rounding the bend ahead A magnolia arose From its garden bed With a morning stretch Sweetest perfume spread

Trade Winds

Legend says trade winds Have secrets to share Winds trade secrets Of nautical affairs Why the tides are high When the moon is full Mysteries from the deep One day we’ll pull They tell their secrets And spread what they hear Continually gossiping All times of year The winds trade secrets When trade winds appear

No Apologies

Just as moments come Moments always go Without a warning As the wild winds blow Tossed here and there And then stuck between Forever searching For what it all means Even when the warning Is plain to see It’s a guess How rough the road will be Enjoy the journey No apologies

Pollen and Petals

They float on the air To tickle a nose The sweetest notes From the bud of a rose Enriched with jasmine And apple blooms A bit of sweet pea And pampas grass plumes Planted with love As bluebirds softly sing About the goodness The spring garden brings Pollen and petals And butterfly wings

Drunken Dirt

It was on the banks Of the rushing stream Where wild mosses grew Plush, damp, and green That a tiny yellow bud Began to flirt Peeking a sunny head From drunken dirt Unwilling to wait For the sun to rise Higher and higher In a summer sky Singing birds confirmed Spring had arrived

Wee bit o’ Charm

May the luck of the Irish Bless you today With more than enough For all year to stay ~ Happy and healthy Perpetually free A wee bit o’ charm Forever will be ~ In the Irish hills Where beauty abounds Never stop looking ‘til treasure is found ~ Unexpectantly A rainbow touches down

Spoon

It’s hard to see details Moving too fast Those special times That never seem to last Round and round Our lives never stop spinning Only to end Back at the beginning Unaware that time Has gone by too soon The sun has set Under the last new moon The fountain of youth Now fills but… Read More Spoon

Behind Closed Eyes

    Just yesterday I forgot where I’d been Asked where I’m going If not now, when? ~ Only Today I turned another page Counted lost seconds And continued to age ~ Maybe tomorrow I’ll find out why One day I laughed Then another day cried ~ In moments replayed Behind closed eyes