Pat G
Pat G archive of published lines and poems on Linespedia.
"Arrowed v's in fine thin linesinked on a leaden skypreface thoughts of autumn's endand draw my tearing eyeto tumbleweeds, grief spiralingacross the harvest plain,fleeing from the death of fall and col..."
"In an ancient burial placewhen man was but a seedthe charcoal symbols of his racewere drawn for Gods to heed...yet round that frigid mountain facecold winds still whisper need.In a sealed and mortared..."
"What draws a mist to settle for the night in molecules that speak of time displaced: - a scarce forgotten memory of flight? - the last remembered countenance of grace? While pondering such mist I fee..."
"Still molding castles in the sand creating things that will not stand the moody test of wind and tide - imagination's justified. And so it is that I decline to leave my inner child behind Each moment ..."
"Flow gently, flow gently wide river of time soothe rapids and eddie to cradle what's mine Spin slowly, spin slowly you spatial blue earth weave dreams overflowing to capture her worth. Glow silver, gl..."
"Do you suppose that when I diea grieving loon will speak of mewill render forth to twilight skiesthe briefest of soliloquies?And, will the moon its passage still,while hovering o'er a distant hill,to ..."
"Icicles that greeted dawnbounced back a fire that briefly shonein cool of autumn on mown lawnthat now, all pillowed o'er in white,reflects the quiet of this night.Lacy silhouetted rhymescapture moonbe..."
"This tale of contemplation's from a fly upon the wall Overhearing conversations of two sisters like us all. In the weaving and the woeing of the sorrows one had faced She related unbekn..."
"From the screams of things primeval on the walls of darkened caves in old tombs of stone and mortar through to hist'ry's written page - Spirit totems ghostly fading chang..."
"Morning clouds, too gray, forlorn Shrug away their shattered tears. Grief pooling on the asphalt. Turned and tumbled, twisted leaves, Earthy gold and blood red tears. Grief mo..."
"The ceaseless flashing of a traffic light Re-echoing again off shattered glass. In strident strobes that splinter back the night Reflecting on a time that did not last. That did not last long past the..."
"So comes the soothing dusk to summer's day Just past the fiery brush of sun's display We seek the early evening's cooling ease the gentle temperate hush of twilight's breeze. Beyond the heated rush of..."
"She remembers the lessons of childhood, relives them again and again. Bow down to the will of the artist Sit still while he chooses the pain. Her life is a painting on canvas, worthless 'til he signs ..."
"Hard by the forest edges Shadowed from light of day Draped in sheets of the aged Intolerance continues its way - Quick to the burning of crosses then back to its cozy gray lair Mouthing the words of t..."
"Too many friends with bated breath have answered a battle cry Too many friends have stared down death and shuddered when others died..... ------ Out of those graceless years of blood and win..."
"False as autumn's heat so deep in winter's shadow Holograms that meet and waiver in my window. Swaying silhouettes in swirls of dust and sorrow. Drying stalks regret their loss of green tomorrow. M..."
"The slap of the sail is his rhythm as the cry of the gull is his rhyme. Like sailors of old he is driven by wind through this voyage of time Past headlands of gray granite vision with their pine trees..."
"In that time of "ice and winter" wind and snow were all that came. Glaciers ruled their own dominion, cov'ring all within their range. Came a time of subtle warming shifting ice gouged out a path. Wat..."
"This piece of fluff (it's belly lint) records your way - It's true! Some soft, some tough each different tint replays your day for you. Yes, everyone should contemplate give belly sand its due Each..."
"Spring: This unsettled day when all that is for certain is the weight of rain. Summer: One fence post two crows elbowing Fall: Picked before their time not tempered by the first frost just more ..."
""Fie" they say to circular "everything is cyclical" So, here I lie… spoke released ochre rimmed, jagged edged. A worn muddle of rust, blue and green. Fallen from once plump breathing care in ravels of..."
"Through each glossy pane cognate snow capped mountains gleam Chinese porcelain Early winter's dusk a muttering of mallards lost to river mist.The porcelain is as near as I can get to Ming - as close..."
"first day of winter sunshine and icicles solstice drips away. diamond chips of ice worn and sparkling branches winter is engaged. nine to ten early morning snow plow noise Silhouettes of white line..."
"There is in noisy silence an accounting of each word; mid hum and drum of syllables, such scant emotions heard. Each tattered and profaned as innocence abraded. The ebb and flow of intellect, the puls..."
"White knuckle gripping the threads of my life. The threat of unraveling my probable plight. Days full of throbbing that start with my dawn. Hours consumed by the need to hold on. This straining of mus..."
"Hovered o'er a silver mountain lost autumn moon of frosted gold spills it's pale light on my valley as shadowed wings of night unfold. Last hushed moments of aged twilight spread ..."
"There stands stark against the skyline spidery forms of net and post. They are seen to be abandoned but by those who miss them most. The days of weirs went sadly setting when the world discovered tra..."
"Here at last an angry sea where the crashing breakers’ roar fills all voids that came before Here at last an angry sea. Flights of words that soar and blend into spray and sea again Flights of tears ..."
"Grace, it is the final blessing, freely given, unsuspecting. Men will say He is all knowing yet will question His bestowing when they open books of learning seeking solace for their yearning they'll i..."
"Oh, this starlit night When all that mourns here passing Is the north bound train. fostered by the land its bounty in the keeping of his callused hands big eyed calf teeters on winter's toes. This..."
"I have seen her in renewal of those seeds that fell in fall. I have traced her errant footfalls as she stumbles or enthralls. With a musty taste of rousing on the surface of my tongue I have walked he..."
"So gently borne on winds of spring the morning stir of feathered things. In grasslands round a sleepy town, by rock bound shores and shallows, a breathless, cooing soothing sound - a muttering of mall..."
"Spring is the random wanderer of May; yet, here in March a gypsy pulse is stirred to seek a snow melt path where primrose lay, to hear the first new callings of a bird. Transfixed a mellow morning,..."
"Subtle how a scent of living loosens grip of winter's toil stirs the pulse of spring's forgiving just beneath the warming soil. Bright, as morning's early dawning parts a curtain valley haze. And in n..."
"If I could but travel backwards, fall through time yet stay in place In that flight of time and fancy would I change my course of fate. Could I choose my blissful mem’ries basing life on only those. W..."
"Should traverse once succeed would soft luster wait me there so akin to oyster's gleam as that tiny breath of air that stirs those fluted notes cross the strings of Aeolean to the sleep of David..."
"Some speak of God and country and honor in one breath Yet never end their story with gory tales of death. The youth of countless nations have listened to their words And manned their battle stations t..."
"That he has left is not the worst to say for in those hours of grief that came to be I cried not o’er his loss, but o’er the way he tossed aside the very best of me. With casual disdain he cast off al..."
"There's a misty shrouded island crowned by trees of tow'ring height We once hiked throughout its timber, stumbling on a curious sight. On a hillside, quite foreboding, far from water's pounding surf t..."