Bird silhouettes flew from the flaming red sky as the dawn awakened. Twelve towering stones stood in the harbor; cold, dark stones with no heart for the passing throng of mourners.

Heartache is a red blossom
Blowing in fields of living
A single thread rising high
Anchored in loving Mother
A gentle blooming of hurts
Beauty beyond all treasure
Passionate crimson posies

Feather your living
Home for the heart
Peace in your labor
Lessons to embark

Be silent in silence
Caring in each way
Follow the heavens
Birds do it this way

Seek to find doors

Roll back all the clouds
Turn back all the wind
Hearts winding down
Want to breathe life in

Crank back to stillness
Land of waving wheat
Harvest a gold feeling
Wings upon your feet

Clear streams running free
Peaks peacefully rambling
To stand on the mountain
Above earth’s melody line
Harmony within God’s call
Heaven’s refrain breathing
Fragrant winds of splendor

Constellations of thoughts shining
One thought falling, drifting down
Crossing in darkness to dawn light
Flight of infinity kissing humanity
An aura of life whispering a truth

Mime and a reason:
Actions speak louder than words!
What are you doing?

©Kathy Paysen 2009

In folly I stand and I jest
A motley foolish quest
My scepter of laughter
Amused with disasters
I pull out from my face

I jest

In three dimensions, I spoof
White faced and quite aloof

Humility is a blossoming heart
A rose gently unfolding grace
An action and reaction stirring
A soul print of God’s embrace

The indelible desire to inspire
To permeate the walls of man

Fireside lit walls dreaming
Blankets of white faraway
Fairytales woven in winter
Walking streams of moon
Dancing shadows of dusk
Passing along snow banks
Stepping over ice castles

Submerged into an African river
An elephant’s magnitude rested
In silent pools of sepia pigment
Drawing so close to innocence
To the loving embrace of a child
Clothed in her baptismal gown

Winds of change have earth off course
Our solar system pleads for a divorce
World pull out, like a global umbrella
Shifting times, hear the storm bellow
Inside out and torn between parents

A modern poet
Like modern art
A bucket of words
Thoughts
Thrown randomly
Against a blank mind:

OF DEPTH NIGHT THIS
IN TRUTH VISION THIS
THE REAL REVELATION A
PONDER THE SIGHT OF

Mountains tumble into sea
Clouds melt in earth’s time
Thoughts rise into dawning
Tide pools of a humankind

Bethlehem’s stars drifting
Sifting wisdom into kings
Journey into light leading

Winter wings against stillness
Blue skies debut crystal lace
A marathon of winter artists
Hieroglyphics on earth’s face

Messages spun into powder
The breath of clouds aglow