by ST, late 1980s In a forest green and wild I spied by a brook a little child babbling a current of indistinguishable joys, playing some little game, twigs and pebbles for toys. In a jungle where jealousy’s flame was fanned I looked at the torrent that passed for a man, of passions ablaze–that ranContinue reading “Traveling Through Life”
Author Archives: Emerging Bird
Robbie Rabbit Nabbed It
by ST, 1991 Mother Bunny, in her flow’ry Baking-Day Dress and apron, raised both her mitted paws and shrieked. Out the kitchen window she saw Robbie Rabbit running with the third of the Nummy-Yummy Carrot pies she’d baked today. Off he ran, Mother watching and scolding. This time “a little birdie” didn’t have to tellContinue reading “Robbie Rabbit Nabbed It”
Somebody’s Been Digging in Momma’s Garden
by Susan Ternyey, Apr 2023 reprise “Look, Momma, I’m making ice cream,” Jeffy proudly proclaimed to his mother, who was planting a rainbow of spring flowers in her garden. He whirled the pedals of his upturned tricycle. Momma smiled at her creative boy, though she didn’t look over to see. “That sounds like just whatContinue reading “Somebody’s Been Digging in Momma’s Garden”
Inspired by a Statue of Magellan
by ST, early 1980s This moment I stand on a promontory . . . I fill my lungs with breathlessness, my soul with the awesome, grandeur of the heavens. Though my world before me is only a dark silhouette and its details indistinguishable, I go forth with an explorer’s thrill to meet the unknown future–Continue reading “Inspired by a Statue of Magellan”
Pardon Me, Sir William
by ST, early 1980s That time of year thou mayest in me behold When budding blossoms do splendidly unfold And make all pink what rightly all is green; A bird that flits from bloom to bloom–a hungry calf unweaned. In me thou seest the bright forenoon of day: Sun in full sight, yet not atContinue reading “Pardon Me, Sir William”
Spring Haiku & Limerick
by ST, early 1990s & today Spring Haiku Plump Spring rain drops plop On rich brown or green earth drop Yellow daffodils up pop. Green Limerick We all like a touch o’ the green: By bank it’s a-growin’ & flowin’ in streams! Accounts do account, Amounts do amount, But then we awake from our dreams.
Wrinkles Aren’t Ugly!
by Susan Ternyey, 2008 The earth and life are full of wrinkles. And so what that they are? Wrinkles are beautiful! From a fairly featureless molten globe, masses of stone coagulated on the surface of our earth, cooled and hardened into rocky mountains that collided as they rode the boiling undercurrents of lower layers. SuchContinue reading “Wrinkles Aren’t Ugly!”
He & Me
by ST, 1981 He faces Life as a force unknown– his faith in God: that he’s left on his own– pain and loneliness have taken their toll, made barren the life, embittered the soul. I faced Life as one alone– though friends had been, they’d spent each their day, and then passed on– I askedContinue reading “He & Me”
For My Valentine
for RMT by ST, 1982 No sudden inspirations come flowing to my mind, No metaphors, no similes, No complaints that Love is blind; No profuse allusions to Love’s delusive nature, No mention how elusively, confusedly, It takes one unawares. Expect no flowery effusions from Love’s elated pen: When my hand takes that instrument Romantic utteranceContinue reading “For My Valentine”
A Heart Within
by Susan Ternyey I have within A Martha and a Mary. Master, wilt Thou judge them fairly– For the one who serves Thee with her hands, Begs only Thy help in her weighty tasks, While the one who listens with all her heart For wisdom from Thy lips only asks. Shall she be denied? Which?Continue reading “A Heart Within”
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