Morning is like a quiet gracethat peaceful first inhale of the soulthe tell-tale signs of lightbehind closed eyelids Beauty erupts from a colorful skyas she blushes while her bride, the sunrises up to meet herafter gentle caresses of light and dawn Little birds get caught up in raptureof the beauty of the loveas lovers reunite […]
Last night I dreamtabout my neighborsNo, not the ones wholive nearby The ones whose criesI can’t get outof my head Whose facesbrown and tiredhave endured morethan I’ll ever know Like the women I’ve sat withand listened towhose stories of homelandsound like nightmares and weeping My neighborwho worries her sonmay not come homewhile I hold mine […]
The wild beauty of the thistleWine in a glass or communion chaliceThe ok-ness of not knowingYet still seeking, believing in the hopeThe wind rustling the branches of the trees and my heartThe promise of connection and mystery Copyright 2019, Charity M. Muse Do you enjoy what you are reading? If you would like to receive […]
The sky dotted with shifting cloudsThe water calling back to the skyThe bluebird chirping in the eveningMy daughter’s eyes looking at meSinging along with Joni MitchellThe promise of invitation to the song Copyright 2019, Charity M. Muse Do you enjoy what you are reading? If you would like to receive exclusive content, please sign up […]
The shade of the great pecan and oak treesThe fern that dies and comes back againevery yearThe color of my eyes looking at my loveThe grass I lie upon while asking questions toward the skyThe promise of growth and shelter Do you enjoy what you are reading? If you would like to receive exclusive content, […]
The warmth on my aching bodyThe bright immeasurable forceBreaking through darkness and painReflection and beautyGiving life to what’s been buriedThe promise of renewal Do you enjoy what you are reading? If you would like to receive exclusive content, please sign up for my quarterly publication: The Love Letter. Each issue will feature a handwritten poem, […]
The blooming orange liliesThe first flowers she brought meOn our fourth date – when I cooked for herAnd we watched movies with couples like us: womenThe glow of the coming morning The setting of the day, so much the sameThe promise of new beginnings Copyright 2019, Charity M. Muse Do you enjoy what you are […]
The little house finches building their nestIn the drought, underneath the scorching sun.The ripening blackberries bursting with crimson promiseOf tart and sweet taste of summer.The dried up pond, displaying its red earthen bottom,The promise of resurrection. Copyright June 2019, Charity M. Muse
The honeysuckle vines grow where they’ve been forbidden.The little flowers disregard the rules.In gold, ivory, and white they weave a song of belonging.They sing of mystery and misunderstanding.They beckon the brave and the tender hearted.The soft petals send their fragrance up as an offering.Who will stop and wonder?Who will notice their beauty and not scoff?Will […]