Battered by rain and wind,
the window pane shudders
from the violent assault.
Spattered glass displays
trees that sway and buck
in defiance of the gale,
Until a swift alchemy
turns the leaden skies
into streams of gold.
2020
(from the book Longing For The Light by Doris Potter)
© Doris Potter
I stumble through the night
Wishing there were starlight.
The path is long and dark
Lacking any landmark.
Then as the end comes near
Strong winds arrive to clear
The sky of all that bars
The grandeur of the stars.
They shine on me below,
Offering their guidance,
And my starlight shadow
Walks with me in silence.
2021
(from the book Longing For The Light by Doris Potter)
© Doris Potter
If you can't find me in my bed,
come out and look for me under the moon.
Listen to the notes of the robin's song in the pre-dawn night.
I'll be in the shadows with the cats and skunks and raccoons.
I'll be crouching between wall and wheel filling up their bowl.
And I'll be filling my lungs with the scent of trees and grass and earth.
And I will listen to the notes of the robin's song in the pre-dawn night.
June 2018
(from the book Discoveries In The Dark by Doris Potter)
© Doris Potter