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
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Winter Memories- Michael Erickson
Curl up next to me, With warm memories woven upon us. As a frosted world turns, And we feel a shadow of the void. Celebrate the present time, With fingers interlaced and hearts entwined. Hidden away from howling wind, And frosted plains sleeping so dark. This place is ours insulated with a hundred moments, Protected … Continue reading Winter Memories- Michael Erickson
Delicate Workings of Winter- Michael Erickson
Minuscule forms trace radiating lines Dancing upon a web of glistening ice. Constantly tracing across a world so silent, While winter breathes a silent song. And puffs of glistening snow wheel round, Framing the world in sapphire and pearls. One can get so lost in the harshness of a season, Better to take in each … Continue reading Delicate Workings of Winter- Michael Erickson
Winter Love- Michael Erickson
You’ve left your touch upon my heart, Ringing deep within these bones. I felt the depths of blue glaciers pass, Between deeply laid evergreens. Some only see your frosted surface, And spit defiance and rage agains what I love. Your embrace numbs the hurt upon this soul, And I liquify your insecurities. Oh how I … Continue reading Winter Love- Michael Erickson
Throwback Friday – Being a tree ain’t easy – Eugenia
I am not on the same page with mom nature. My wish for a blue bird day sparked guffaws, and my references thought as tomfoolery. I feel frozen and vulnerable to a chilled wind as mom nature dresses and undresses my limbs at her convenience, not mine. It’ll take a blizzard of thoughts and a … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Being a tree ain’t easy – Eugenia
Whispering Wood- Michael Erickson
Call to me with foreign tongues, Upon a melody long forgotten. That I may come wandering into these woods, We’re memories walk trails forbidden. Where trees groan with the weight of human thoughts, And shed tears upon those who dare walk beneath their bows. Cast your eyes round about broken stone and swaying grasses, As … Continue reading Whispering Wood- Michael Erickson
Parmara- Michael Erickson
Oh forgotten jewel of the sea, How long have you laid hidden on the edge of the world. Surf and tides ever pulling at your bones, Laying bare your secrets deep. With ruins tumbling into the sea, All we have are distant memories. . . . Voices sang across the sea to willing ears, Where … Continue reading Parmara- Michael Erickson
To Chimera- Michael Erickson
Lead me across these dark waters, With a sprig of yew and elder crossed upon my brow. To lands unknown am I bound, Let me forget the world I came from. Drifting upon these silent waters, As a solid ghost paddles us on. To Chimera do we drift, Past where the sun goes down. That … Continue reading To Chimera- Michael Erickson
Droplet of Time- Michael Erickson
Touched with silence, Our world does turn, Beneath a vast mirror reflecting. Beyond the warmth of your embrace, A blue jewel flashes in the depths of winter, Eternal darkness frames its white spotted hide. We do but breathe in a droplet of time, While ice and stone drift upon a forever pond, Waiting for a … Continue reading Droplet of Time- Michael Erickson
Wintersmith- Michael Erickson
We’ve stepped through a celestial gate, And now tread upon Winter’s threshold. With a breath and prayer we wait, To see if his glacial eyes will open. One can hear his chill breath, Faint within the depths of his sleep. But lo, he will awaken, And begin his long and winding road. Toss in a … Continue reading Wintersmith- Michael Erickson
Go Dog Go Café 