Angry sky
Above vacant land
Allows a torrent
That never satisfies
For the land
Is always thirsty
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Golden Gods
The golden hues of sunrise
Seem always
Somehow
More precious
Than the golden goodbye
Of sunset
Morning Glory
Arrives the dawn in golden glory
Sunlight’s kiss good morning
Rise ye
Rise ye
The universe is calling
North Light
The little window
In the northern wall
Through which the lovely light falls
When the drapes aren’t closed
Dust Storm
Sometimes
Life moves at a pace
I cannot keep
Or rather
Life moves
I simply do not
And in my disastrous stillness
The dust storm rolls in
Without hesitation
To Roll
Over
Me
Move or don’t move
Retreat or don’t retreat
Seek cover or…
Let
The dust
Take me
Wonder in the Little Things
In the midst
Of expansive glory
She finds wonder
In the smallest
Little things
It is that smallest
Little thing
About her
I love
Most
Centre Line
Sometimes
Even in the darkest times
All I need
To keep me grounded
Is a centre line
Through open country
Sometimes a Flood
A trickle
Where sometimes a flood
In a land grown thirsty
While from the sun falls
Torrents of heat
And light
In a valley
Deeper than shadow
Rules ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #324
Rule of Thirds tells me
Never place the horizon
In the middle of the frame
But I am often as enraptured
With the sky as the land
So break that rule without remorse