Stone keeps sitting silent
Sun shines hard and clear
Earth moves as matters make it
Sometimes slow, then violent
Sometimes there, then here
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
Tag: sun
Winter Feels Like Scorn
Winter feels like scorn
Spring a distant legend
By the fire I shall warm
Until brighter suns do beckon
If none come
It’s the end I reckon
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015
Spring Bird
Spring bird in winter
Chirping hopeful song
Sun shining brightly
Chill not yet gone
Cat is thinking darkly
Song goes on too long
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015
I Heard A Rumor of Warm Wind
I heard a rumor of warm wind
I heard of a tale of green growth
I heard a story of cold’s end
I doubt the veracity of both
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015
The Heart Will Beat Till It Don’t v2
The sun will burn till it doesn’t
The heart will beat till it don’t
Worry is a thing I wouldn’t
Do because I won’t
Manage the details and aspects
Of that I cannot control
So I’ll let the world sort through it’s cycles
And ease the burden and toll
Of the weight that builds up sometimes
At the base of my neck and my spine
I’ll listen to the wind, rain, and earth’s hum
And my thoughts will become once again mine
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014
There Is A Heart With Wings
There is a heart with wings
That flies beneath a golden sun that illuminates its shape
Brightening the dark of its red
Sometimes the heart moves gently
Jostling in the air that surrounds it
It does not lower or fade, at least as the mortal eye can see
The heart is and shall be eternal, from some points of view
Made of paint, nails and wood
Containing a message, if not possessing a name
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014
Sometimes You Drink Yourself Sober
Sometimes you drink yourself sober
Facing the morning sun
Sometimes you could not be surer
The whiskey definitely won
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013
