Saturday, January 27, 2007

Windy Point

The V of land

Almost shrouded by imposing trees

Yet glimpse below

The endless forest of houses

Bounded, bordered, framed

By ocean        

Sometimes blue and sometimes grey.

The landscape

Exudes, exhales the golden unquenchable sunlight.


 

© Rosalie Miller 2007

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Monday, January 22, 2007

Home

I don’t know if you can love me,

If you can find me beautiful.

I don’t know.

But I want to find out.


 

I glimpse your soul

Peeping back at me

And in that momentary glance

My soul is home.

 

My mouth longs to talk

My ears long to listen

My heart longs to know

My soul longs for that home again

 

© Rosalie Miller 2007

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Cat

Wintry wind

Keeps summer guessing

As storm soaks;

Life-blood of earth.

Shivery

Makes me snuggle into you

And purr.


 

© Rosalie Miller 2007

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