Blink upon a gliding cloud, with Spring sunlight filtering between. Darkness flees this growing world, running scared with frozen feet. Now I see a world reborn, blazing forth with life so green. Blink my eyes and feel the warmth, let my soul roam blissful and free. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring … Continue reading World Reborn- Michael Erickson
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Oh, Spring Love- Michael Erickson
I felt your warmth upon my back, Calling me to lands forgotten. Your fingers brushed my naked skin, Caressing with enlightened perfection. I turn my face to your glowing smile, And basked in the light of your embrace. Now wrap me in the verdancy of this earth, And awaken my soul with your love. Michael … Continue reading Oh, Spring Love- Michael Erickson
Ode to the Sun- Michael Erickson
Dance round these roots of gray, And sing a song of blessed rain. Drops of water cry ye down, Upon our heads, we pray. The winter has passed far beyond the North, and our hope is here to stay. Empty are our fears, And so raise our hopes. Rise up oh sun of Spring, Fill … Continue reading Ode to the Sun- Michael Erickson
Spring, A Force- Michael Erickson
Throw your stones into these depths, and wish upon the darkest night. Change will settle upon each branch, Transforming this sleeping world. Yet we so small and intrinsically furious, Decide we have no room for transformation. While nature moves on regardless, Drowning our defiant scream in a silent green roar. Michael is a husband, father, … Continue reading Spring, A Force- Michael Erickson
Marrows of Spring- Michael Erickson
Harrow me to the bone, And lay open the wounds of winter. Wash clean this face, So long buried beneath a darkening plain. Let this soul heal from the inside out, And renew as the bulbs of spring take to stalk and leaf. Call down with sun and warm rain, Nourish me in rich sweet … Continue reading Marrows of Spring- Michael Erickson
Winter’s Work- Michael Erickson
Darkened eyes, Frosted minds, Crumbling foundations of thought. Darkness reigns as light fade. Bring forth a wicked rule. But lo, hearken to a sound. A glowing song, Cleaving free, Mending our bruised world. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of … Continue reading Winter’s Work- Michael Erickson
Winter’s Spell- Michael Erickson
Speak soft as a hiss of mountain air, Cloak yourself in midnight. Lay bone white fingers upon the ground, You are the one who weaves a net of crystal, Cast your spells of sleep upon this chilled earth. For you are winter. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time … Continue reading Winter’s Spell- Michael Erickson
Blood of the Wolf- Michael Erickson
We watch through a mirror darkly, As light shades it's face to the night. With voices ragged and noses pointed to blood, We sing out our hunting call. Blood of the wolf, Drip hot in the midnight wind. Hide before the rising twilight, We will make sport of your dreams. Flash of fang, glow of … Continue reading Blood of the Wolf- Michael Erickson
Winter’s Voice- Michael Erickson
Beyond these walls a raging storm, Howls between each eve. Calling out to heated spaces, Let me tangle with thee. Through each gap and unsure space, Tendrils of frozen air presses. Find you out through layers deep, To leave you cold and restless. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. … Continue reading Winter’s Voice- Michael Erickson
Haiku, In The Snow- Michael Erickson
Delicious as snow, Falling from hands filled with grace, Cleanse my aching heart. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to … Continue reading Haiku, In The Snow- Michael Erickson
