Speckled Spring
There is resolve
in
the green
armies of the textured lawn
yawning
its chasms of dawn,
in
leaves wandering
to and fro,
to and fro,
in boughs
that grew years ago,
in
the sun in the cloud’s
burning light
on dandelions running
with yellow swords to a yellow fight,
in
our speckled spring,
the light shining
to and fro,
to and fro,
in beams that
grew years ago.
And life is in
the hanging ferns so
to and fro,
to and fro;
the ferns swing
and breezes blow.
Greetings from the booming metropolis that is Pleasant View, Tennessee. I am a man of constant spiritual highs and spiritual lows. I pray that I serve God at my highest even when I am lowest.
Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.
We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.
Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.
We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.
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in
the sun in the cloud’s
burning light
on dandelions running
with yellow swords to a yellow fight,
I love that!
This is perfect for this time of year. Now, if Chicago Spring would just cooperate.
Thanks, guys