Little Santas

"Fishing Grounds"

Securities built in
an old wooden fence
Comfort sprouting
from the trees there in
And I loose myself
to those wide open spaces
And I find myself
in those wide open faces
Of childhood dreams
Paradise to my soul
There I am whole
Six years old and running free
Summer weeks
And freckled cheeks
And home beneath my toes.

-Reide 06’

Family

Autumn

September frowns
Bending with
Browns
Oranges fall
Airborne till’ feet

October leaves
On November
Breeze
Autumn floats slowly
Unto summer street

Wind cries forlorn
To the yellow
Of corn
Bow down your
Golden heads to me

The nectar of bloom
Upon harvest
Moon
Promises all
That winter will be.

- Reide 06’

"Fall of Maple"

The Fall of Maple…

Dried arms of maple
Reach up to embrace
They are bare now
Naked and wrinkled
Grey
Like the skin of the old
Still
Hope remains
Tangled neath’
Their knotted knuckles

Soon to wear
A shimmery coat
Bejeweled and brilliant
In the afternoon sun
Coating our hearts
Against the bleakness
Of January days
Wrinkled yet dressed
White
Like the skin of the new
And so
Hope remain
Growing neath’
The crystal coverage

Tiny embryos of green
Dreaming of spring
Awaiting their chance
To be born.

-Reide

"For the Birds"

"Hope Pink Is Eternal"

Clear skies over home again
My daughter arrives, dances about
Looking softly and shyly
Now pink she’s grace
Ballet slippers
And ruffled skirt
The only lonely part--that she
Will one day
Wander away
Into clear beginnings
And I will remain
Here in the gray.



- Reide

My children

"Sun-Rise"

How beautiful this sun
Shining through my stained glass,
Tossing me hope for another tomorrow
While keeping me grounded in this day.
Steal into me and pull out my smile.
A.M. caffeine washes down my worries
Making them not so hard to swallow.
The walls around me fall silent
From the warmth that embraces their eastern side.
No creaks or groans in this early morn
Only hope and peaceful smiles.
I close my eyes and hear my girls
Singing in the memory of last nights bedtime…
“Please don’t take my sunshine away”.
Just a little off key
But perfect for me,
And the sunshine of this early day.

-Reide 06’

"Out of the Fog"

Fog of the eve
Rolls silent past breeze
Stiffening collar and
Stretching through chest
Heart upon sleeve
As sadness conceives
Life grows smaller with
The heaving of breast.

Rain drops me down
I cry without sound
Folding our love
Round’ the bend in my head
I digress of the past
Forgive you at last
And bury the bones
Of my heart with the dead.

-Reide 06'

The Irish Loop

Daughter, Doggie, & Dory

"On the Road to Brigus"

"Crab-Apples of my Eye"

Windows