Walk With Winter

Walk With Winter

Here in the wake of gentle morning hush,

shimmering sun rises in its scarlet blush,

whispering namaste in the bitter breeze

amidst the crow and bluejay’s fervent pleas.

Here in the woods, you are never alone;

nature comes alive in its welcoming home.

Squirrels bury nuts under the towering oak,

white-tails bolt as distant shots provoke.

Here the forest yields its stark winter scene,

all barren branches save for tiny evergreens.

These solitary pine trees, if they grow at all,

shall grow ever strong, ever free, ever tall.

Here is where I long to sleep, in pale moonlight

beneath snowy blanket on long December nights.

Walk with winter, let broken hearts become whole,

with peace and serenity to ease your weary soul.

Colleen Keller Breuning

December 18, 2014

Quietude

Quietude

When storms lift the hood of this burial shroud

And rage flashes down by way of the clouds,

I take refuge in the quiet of winter twilight,

Nestling deep into the cold and restless night.

  

Right at this very moment, I only want silence --

No words, no music, no noise or dissonance,

Just the moving images the zoopraxiscope projects

Motions in my mind, where dark shadows reflect.

I see horses in green pastures run like wildfire,

With flames stoking desire, rising ever higher,

Fields of periwinkle blue stretching endlessly,

A clear path where the eagles soar to eternity.

  

Feel the winds of change blowing through my hair --

Spirits of the wild, hold me and take me there,

To the healing waters where hope rises and flows

And the sun ascends, triumphant in its golden glow.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

December 10, 2014

The Heights of Indigo

The Heights of Indigo

I dream of love, the greatest gift

Of emotions that tantalize,

Blending us together in heart,

Infusing us with points of light.

Strolling in fields of honesty,

I dream of love, the greatest gift.

Golden beauty in morning sun,

I am mesmerized by your glow.

When honesty shines down on me

And humankind bestows its fate,

I dream of love, the greatest gift

Dawning bright in December skies.

Night gives in to hush of velvet,

We scale the heights of indigo.

As pure passion binds us as one,

I dream of love, the greatest gift.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

December 7, 2014

Mother Moon

Mother Moon

Pale moon shining on fields below,

Nature’s langiappe in golden glow.

Soft winds blowing through pinewood trees,

Listening to my fervent pleas.

Mother moon, murmur to the night;

Hide deep within her starry light.

Hear me willow, and weep for me,

Listening to my fervent pleas.

No need for sun or morning dew,

All I ever needed was you.

Clouds break over turbulent seas,

Listening to my fervent pleas.

Pale moon shining on fields below,

Listening to my fervent pleas.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

December 3, 2014

Soul Dancer

Soul Dancer

When the temporal sun descends into lavender mountains,

the night wind revolves in the sky and sings

a haunting melody, its lyrics undecipherable,

and I am moving backwards

in slow motion...

A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams

shall I pay the price, seek out the highest bidder 

to crawl inside the chambers of your mind

where silent music echoes down

halls of regret...

We meet in the damp shadows, in a rain of kisses,

my chest as tight as a shiny bicycle chain

cresting down full speed, over rolling hills,

hearts pumping like runaway pistons

as the race begins...

Your lips, your touch, your scent draws me nigh

and makes me melt like angel wings in spring,

savoring essence of night blooming jasmine

such a passion of weeping tied to my body,

the taste of nectar so sweet...

...and my soul dances, seared with curls of fire.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

November 26, 2014

Secrets in the Breeze

Secrets in the Breeze

An angel’s vision came to me,

Moonlit reflections of the sea.

Washed ashore, fleeting memories,

Whispering secrets in the breeze.

A voice of wisdom spoke aloud

From platform of alluring clouds.

Conquer fear and anxieties,

Whispering secrets in the breeze.

Soothed by cooing of mourning dove,

Colors of the sky melt above.

The wind listens to heartfelt pleas,

Whispering secrets in the breeze.

An angel’s vision came to me,

Whispering secrets in the breeze.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

November 23, 2014

Vixen With the Telltale Heart

Vixen With the Telltale Heart

Some things are not as they appear,

Her staged moves prey upon your fears.

Her steely glance, a poison dart…

That vixen with the telltale heart.

Bar customers begin to creep

As guitar wails pull you in deep.

Priestly deception, player’s art….

That vixen with the telltale heart.

She cries a waterfall of blame,

Survival is a lonely game.

You’re just her trophy, play your part…

That vixen with the telltale heart.

Some things are not as they appear…

That vixen with the telltale heart.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

November 16, 2014

Across The Miles

Across The Miles

Embraced by autumn’s amber glow,

The day dissolves to indigo.

Night sky beckons, half moon beguiles…

I feel your touch across the miles.

November brings familiar pain,

Cooled by gentle Kentucky rain.

Heartache scorches, truth and trials…

I feel your touch across the miles.

Stars fading, but I linger on,

Hope rising with the break of dawn.

Memories replace tears with smiles…

I feel your touch across the miles.

Embraced by autumn’s amber glow,

I feel your touch across the miles.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014
November 15, 2014