Winter’s cold grip
Firmly gray and old
Bare tree branches
All muted and browned
Sun hides silvery behind gray skies
Above the barren land
Yet hope will soon sprout
From today’s frozen ground
Sleeping seeds on winter’s rest
Will soon awake, arise
As sun grows stronger
And lingers longer
Soon they’ll burst in brilliant sprays
Of oranges, purples, yellows
With fragrant breezes taking flight
Causing hardened soul to mellow
Tag: imagery
One Scene
Under sun-blocked skies
On the final snowy Sunday
January morning
Two puppies in pink ponchos
with matching slippers
Pulling their bridled parents
Across snow-swept pavement
Precariously to
The neighborhood park
All writing, unless otherwise noted, is written and owned by Kevin L. McDaniel © 2023
Ethereal
Golden rays
slice through darkly
dappled clouds
scattering flashy flecks
of violet, indigo, and blue
the radiant hues
spray the valley gap
starting at the tall mountain peaks
descending to the point
where the rocky mounds meet
I need a photograph
to preserve this moment
in my memory book
but I am on the highway
traveling was
the nearest off ramp
miles away
The scene softens
colors blur
before I can break
for a side-road snapshot
thus today’s summer sunrise
live with other memories
inside my mind
All writing, unless otherwise noted, is written and owned by Kevin L. McDaniel © 2023
Keep on Truckin’
Dear truck drivers,
We see you,
And we’re sorry.
We’re sorry
You have become pawns
In this red-herring drive
To divide and conquer.
We’re sorry
Your sights have been swayed
By digital drones
Led by
A killer queen bee
Determined to destroy
Democracy
By distributing
Disinformation.
We’re sorry
They told you
It’s a fight for your freedoms,
As you willingly surrender
Your freedoms
To their lies.
You are free
To turn off
Telegram, Gab,
And Rumble
To abandon
The anger
They taught you
Hoping to release
Your rage.
You are free
To deliver happiness
In truck loads
Of three-ply toilet paper
Farm-fresh vegetables
And other essentials.
You are free
To return home
To embrace your family
And live free
From social media driven
Strife
There were so many thoughts running through my mind this morning, I had to get them down before they left. Please forgive the collection of mixed metaphors, alliteration, and imagery. I promise to revisit this post later and make meaningful revisions.
