Tiger


darkness!
two emerald coals
aflame
floating eight inches
from the floor.
blink off,
on,
then,
gone on padded paws.

Sandy Benda©December 2016
Written 1962

It Matters Not


as we move through time,

unstoppable,

knowing the days

are numbered

 

yet,

continue on

as if,

it matters not

 

those gone before

most forgotten

a few

elevated to be remembered;

the achievements,

the monuments,

the works of art

and literature

all forgotten

when time continues unabated

 

when there is no reclamation

of the dust

once called earth,

 

when we

no longer  move

through time

it matters

 

not

 

Attitude


Why do we fear
a collision of earth
by an asteroid
whose attitude
is to kill all
life

when,

we, have the same
attitude
without fear?

Mac McGovern©2016

Sings In The Rain


a raindrop falling

from great height

hits a leaf

at the top of the tree

relieved,

it survived

lying on the petiole,

suddenly in motion

it slides to leafs end

ever so lightly falling

transitions

leaf to leaf

downward

through the branches

lower it goes

singing in the rain

it never saw the deer

landing on the lowest leaf

the deer stretches

its neck

licks the leaf dry,

then eats;

the raindrop

makes nary

a sound

while above

a raindrop

jubilant it survived

sings in the rain

Dance Of The Leaf


Winds cool breath
tugs upon the stem

a constant stream
sets in motion
leafs destiny

The stems attachment
weakens
its hold on the leaf

when
suddenly released
wind gently escorts
the leaf
to its final destination

descending gracefully
a symphony
orchestrated only by nature

the dance of the leaf
accompanied by wind

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Lord, I Am Cold!


Oh, Lord I am cold,
this coating of ice
protects my delicate shell
but,
Lord I am cold

Please,
let the Spring come soon
I suffer now
I will transition,
to take root quickly

Ah,
The fruit I will bear,
the beauty I will share
but now,
Lord,
I am cold!

Mac McGovern©
10 December 2014

Author Note:
Photo Credit: Olivia McGovern