#river – Words and Coffee Writing

Black spruce sentry

A century-old sentry, I’ve stood vigilantat the river’s edge.A surveyor of nature’s glory:the glisten of crisp iceand snowmelt that poolsat my roots,the flicker of the moon’swarm glow scamperingacross my branches,smoother than the boldstare of summer’s sunrays,or the wind that stirs needles and flowers culled from my shadows by deer and hare, or the eddies thatContinue reading “Black spruce sentry”

Golden Heart

There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in, There is a sun that will be seen, Somber rays will glisten again, A golden heart make break apart And leave you in its wake, But the river’s wise, will calm your eyes, And cradle you, for hope’s sake This week’sContinue reading “Golden Heart”