Capture this before eyelashes meet, When reality crosses paths with fiction. Transporting us away to places never seen, Our very breath is stilled, And each sense freezes with natural awe. It is here where healing lies, Weary bones feel a comforting peace, As Mother Nature reminds us to pause and reflect. Mindless babbling of a … Continue reading A Moment of Nature- Michael Erickson
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Winter Have I Loved- Michael Erickson
Where had the time gone? Young hands were so adept at catching such things. Between eye and mind does a wanting lie, To be forced upon this wind blown moment forever. Stay with me my loves a little while more, That my weary bones may seek out thine youth. I have caught a chill and … Continue reading Winter Have I Loved- Michael Erickson
Among the Ducks- Michael Erickson
I find myself thinking of such simple pleasures as these, With feed in hand and ducks abounding. Hands and hearts are full, As excitement makes both webbed feet and shoes dance. How can I not bask in the shrieks of children, As they watch waddling forms rise as one. Sleek yet awkward bodies mill about, … Continue reading Among the Ducks- Michael Erickson
A Place Within- Michael Erickson
Long have these hours been, Where my mind does wander. Between soaring walls of stone, Upon a lazy river run wild. Each of these shining moments seem to glide, Effortless upon a cool autumn breeze. As soft as velvet hooves upon a sun warmed bank, Let us drink in each twisting turn of this life … Continue reading A Place Within- Michael Erickson
Prayer Upon A Haunted Hour- Michael Erickson
I woke to the sound of cracking stone, Darkness ebbed upon awaiting shore. Waking moments fell prey to twilight dreams, As reality bent beneath an oppressive loaf. Upon a rise I stood singular in form, With naught but a single headstone to my eye. Whispers in the waiting dark reached to bind me hand and … Continue reading Prayer Upon A Haunted Hour- Michael Erickson
Searching For Paradise- Michael Erickson
We are all looking far and wide, For something better than what surrounds us. Between mountains high and valleys deep, Our hopes glide free as open sails. Each mind is a hope-filled bearing vessel, Waiting to plant rich seeds upon a chosen shore. Some run aground with hopeless thoughts, While others sink beneath waves where … Continue reading Searching For Paradise- Michael Erickson
A Basin’s Call- Michael Erickson
Hush, can you hear their call? This ground speaks to my deepest parts, Oh Mother Earth that I was so wrongfully cleaved from- My blood rolls through these hills, Like secret streams that give life to everlasting trees. Let me sway in each breeze, And dance a rhythm only the mountains could know. For here … Continue reading A Basin’s Call- Michael Erickson
A Prayer For Green- Michael Erickson
As a child I stood by a rusting fence, Waiting for you to walk out your back door. There’d be a flash of while against black suspenders, And you’d be out the door with your metal cane. I’d stand there waiting to hear water run, Hiding behind leaves so wide they hid my face. You’d … Continue reading A Prayer For Green- Michael Erickson
Throwback Friday-Searching by Beth Amanda
This heart needs to find a voice amid the winds of change to carry once again on clouds free and easy adrift in hums of love where the world plays a melody in tune with my soul * ©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda Written January 29, 2016
Unspoken- Michael Erickson
Haunt me not with thine unspoken words, As we lay down in sleep upon this broken ground. Where once was sung long breaths of hope and love, Now only a stream of silence flows. I miss thine hand upon this brow, So eager to stroke such worries away. Wither hast thou gone? Out beyond a … Continue reading Unspoken- Michael Erickson
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