Gentle Rain

Photo Courtesy Morgue File Free © 2015

Gentle Rain

Listen to your heart beat softly

as summer burns in effigy

restless crickets voice sad disdain

to the rhythm of gentle rain.

Piercing cerulean sky yields

to the soft bloom of cotton fields

nimbus clouds releasing their pain

to the rhythm of gentle rain.

Peace beckons where green river flows

night falls in shades of indigo

mourning dove grieves in dark refrain

to the rhythm of gentle rain.

Listen to your heart beat softly

to the rhythm of gentle rain.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

December 8, 2015

Those Were The Days

Those Were The Days 

The moon glides slow in sky of gauze

as dense fog shrouds golden sunlight

sinking down beneath the mountain

deep into the indigo night.

Hush now, summer is fading fast

say goodbye to the firefly’s glow

the lily will not long endure

in pure white fields of early snow.

We move against the hands of time

guided by some remote control

longing for carefree yesterdays,

for memories that make us whole.

Those were the days, those were the days

unending laughter, young and free

those were the days that shaped my soul…

oh, won’t you bring them back to me?

Speak softly to the rising winds

and listen to the sage’s words

eyes focused on the morning light

ears bathed in sweet song of bluebirds.

Time flies onward, we live and die

as hope and wisdom flow our way

cry no more for those days long past

with open arms, greet the new day.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

August 26, 2015

The Nestlings

Photograph by Colleen Breuning © 2015

The Nestlings (A Quatern)

When Monday mornings come around,

The air is filled with precious sounds.

Pitter patter of tiny feet

Upon the deck, tasting sweet treats.

The scent of lilacs spins me round

When Monday mornings come around.

Endless summer in cloudless skies,

See the sparkle in clear brown eyes.

I long to touch you, soft and new,

Your tender feathers tinged with dew.

When Monday mornings come around,

The wonders of nature abound.

Soon silence screams above the din

As melancholy closes in.

My heartbeat echoes without sound

When Monday morning comes around.

Colleen Keller Breuning

August 4, 2015

Rebirth

Rebirth

One

moment

stars aligned

midnight beckoned

from the summer sky

I saw need in your eyes

and found myself falling deep

into the crescent of your smile

timeless water rushing to my head

silent tears falling from my amber eyes

an endless ache was pulsing in my heart

crimson looping back through velvet veins

spirits entangled, impassioned

exquisite longing sated

by gentle winter snow 

a twist of fate yields

purpose, rebirth 

in brown eyes

shining

bright.

Colleen Keller Breuning

October 12, 2014

Dedicated to my daughter on her 23rd birthday!

This was written for the Hebrides Moon Challenge #4 – The Etheree

Integrated these challenge words by Laura Huber:

midnight summer ache water falling
stars fate back smile timeless