Along with stories, I have for most of my life, enjoyed writing poetry. Some ok, some bad, some terrible, and once in a long while, a winner. You be the judge, and please leave constructive feed back.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Blackberry Winter

Blackberry winter has come in early May
When the blossoms were white on bramble, bush and briar.
April had given us warm and sunny days
And birds in the trees singing like a heavenly choir
And May started with promises of sun and spring.
With Summer soon to follow fast upon its heels
But when the berry blossoms did their blooming thing
A front from the north brought cold late winter chills.
No frost came to kill our tender garden plants
But that has happened before and so we feared
That the icy breath of death would come to pant
Upon the vines and stalks that we had reared
The nights of this cold snap linger but at last
We think we made it through the final chill
And now we can put this winter in the past.
And enjoy the blackberries blooming on the hills

  © James L Frady  5/18/14

Sunday, May 11, 2014

The Fall of Night

The Fall of Night

I lie beneath the darkening sky
And watch the distant jets go by
I hear a screech owls haunting cry
And feel the approach of night

I look above at a waxing moon
It's nearing full and will be soon
The whip-o-rill sings his cheerful tune
To the swiftly approaching night

The stars at first were very few
But I laid and watched as the number grew
They filled the heavens through and through
As they filled the deepening night

Lightning bugs flashing green 
Across fields and forest  can be seen
Like jewels on some nocturnal queen
Ruling the kingdom of night.

A gentle breeze stirs the grass
Whispering of times long passed
And dreams that disappeared too fast
With the swiftly passing nights

I lie beneath a darkening sky
And watch the distant jets go by
I hear a screech owl's haunting cry
And love the fall of night.

©James L. Frady

5/11/2014