Water, Living

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Brilliance

of diamonds

gemstones formed

in sliding droplets

reflecting the light

revealing the nature

of things

with unparalleled

clarity

silent

crystal balls

in millions innumerable

magnifying the present

portending a future they

nourish

creating their own

destiny

in absorption into

laughing loving leaves

and reaching, thirsty

souls

-KJ Roe

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Buoyancy

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The fullness in my chest
Swells like the tide
Rising unquenchable,
Unendingly hopeful,
Buoyed by the comraderie
Of my soul mates
And heart guides-
By Beauty, and Grace,
Fair Flora, and Fauna,
And Music, and Poetry,
By the blessings of
A life of Peace,
And the gifts of
The God of Love;
And Hope lives in me.

-KJ Roe

“Buoyancy” first appeared here on March 27, 2017.

Romancing the Soul

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Photo copyright KJ Roe

Trails of adventure
Call to open hearts
Irresistible allure
To wanderer
And poet alike

Mountaintops and canyons
Hidden lakes and
Secret islands
Guarded by
Midnight bruins

Palmed antlers
Throwing shadows
Among white birch and
Gray-green cottonwood
And floating eagle nests

Chimes of dancing ice
On wind-feathered waters
Sing requiem
A melting concerto at
Winter’s last revel

Echoes of ancient glaciers
Reminders of Khione’s
Charming tyranny
Terra’s rumblings
And Creator’s dreams

Vistas of impossible perfection
Glimpses of heaven
Glimpses
of the depths
of our hearts
of our souls

-KJ Roe

I am moved

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The vibrant hues of a summer day, the iridescent majesty of snow-laden mountains, the ribboned depths of river-carved canyons

Crashing waves, foam flying, rocks standing stoic guard against the onslaught…looking glass reflections of sky and cloud on a quiet sea

Emerald grasses, rainbow gardens, fields overtaken by wild stampeding flora

Sparkling snow, shimmering rain, fog tracing its fingers lightly through moss and air

The scattered glitter of a nocturnal city – the deep, star-dusted blanket of rural nights – the quiet solitude of a thousand, thousand trees

An infant’s cry, soothed by a loving voice, and a child’s laughter, precursed by shining eyes

The soft fluidity of a dancer and the unspoken heartsong of melody

The joyous wonder of love’s first kiss…and the heartwrenching despair in its last

The shattered fractures of grief restored by tendrils of hope

Living’s truth, Devotion’s herald, Creation adorned by God’s tender fingerprints

I am moved by beauty.

-KJ Roe

*First posted here on April 27, 2016.

Alluring

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She plays her game
of hide and seek
Letting you glimpse
her warmth, her heat
Her smile draws you

closer with wanting
Her laughter wraps
around your heart
and tugs

Her eyes – her eyes!
Now sparkling, now shuttered
now looking up at you
through lowered lashes
You’d think it all
coquetry and teasing
But you’ve seen her

sincere, shy, whispering
Seen her exploding
in ecstasies of beauty
Heard her hopes and dreams
spoken bravely into the night
Felt the velvet of her skin
and the trembling in the breeze
You’ve drowned in

desire for her
Stifled frustration and
swallowed disappointment
As she pulls
back again
Uncertain if this is

yet her time
Wary of another
destructive storm
Murmured confidences

wishes for
sunshine and new life
For growth and change and

valiant renewal
As you wait in swirls of
impatience and wisdom
In cautious assurance
knowing that, always,

Spring follows in
the wake
of Winter’s snow

-KJ Roe

Showers

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It’s snowing. It’s raining. It’s dark out.

And so peacefully beautiful.

I have been sitting in the night-covered fresh snow for about half an hour, mixed rain and frozen flakes pattering on my coat and my hat and my hair. The sky is glowing a soft gray-pink as light reflects back and forth between dripping clouds and sparkling white land. Every so often, a slight whoosh! and muted plop! signal a bit of snow losing its grip on a tree branch and falling to the ground below.

I am so blessed.

A little ways away, the glow from the windows of my little house promise warmth and dry shelter when it gets too cold and wet to sit out here. The sturdy logs hold safe my loved ones and the memories of our days together. The frame supports a latticework of laughter and teasing and music and even occasional tears. Love overflows here.

I am so blessed.

The landscape rolls softly around me, covered in its winter quilt. Trees stand along the perimeter, branches lifted to the sky, their fluffy white bracelets and gowns a temporary raiment for an extended ball. The quiet sings a hymn of peace and hope. It sings praise and thanksgiving. It sings, and I lift my face and whisper in echo:

Thank you, God, Creator, Absolute Love. Thank you, for
We are so blessed.

-KJ Roe

River

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You pass by,
liquid grace
power incarnate
Clothed in shades of
blues and greens and grays
Singing songs of distance
and place
Of time inexorable
immemorial
implacable
Speaking in tongues
language of the depths
and the depths of the soul
Instinctive
Unfettered
Whispering secrets and
dreams and
origins of legends
Carrying life in
the womb of your current
in your aqueous marrow
And holding peace
in the mesmerizing torrent
of your ferocious serenity

-KJ Roe