Daisy and Wild Rose

wild rose n daisy

A daisy and a wild rose

Were growing, side by side,

But which was more significant,

They couldn’t quite decide.

Said Wild Rose to Daisy,

“You’re tall and so alive,

You’re petals are so bountiful,

While I have only five.”

“But you’re the symbol of true love,

And me, just righteousness,

And you’re a lovely shade of pink

While I am colorless.”

Well, if you wonder if you’re loved,

Only the daisy knows,

But if you wonder what love is,

A rose is a rose is a rose.

–Photo by me

as one


a new morning breaks

the clouds are undone

the spirit awakes

the flight has begun

the dark of night ending

we all are as one

ascending and blending

into the sun


–Photo by me (originally posted in Jan ’17)

Universe 13


At nearly seven miles long

And half a mile wide,

The freighter cleared

The loading dock,

Her escort at her side.

Departing from the Ceres Mine,

She eased into the stars

With another load of iron

For a steel mill on Mars.

Now as she left The Belt,

A rift in space began to form–

“Great Ganymede!”

The captain cried,

“We’re heading for a storm!”

The freighter soon was torn apart,

And ne’er again was seen,

And that’s the way

that things went down

In Universe 13.