Soft dawn’s breeze
On morning’s touch
A pause
At midday’s tune
Dusk lowers its head
For sunset’s glow
And stars’ cool watch
Lifts and refreshes
Life
Softly flowing
In and out moving
… Breath
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Breath
Nature
Hey Bud
Hey Bud
Poking your tender head
Above soil’s chill grasp
A reflection of sun’s glow
Shining golden in delight
Proud challenge to winter’s hold
Hey Bud
Bringing hope and promise
To an earth held in its tight grasp
Welcome life
Hidden among brown leaves
Rising forth… resolute in faith
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Sunshine Upon Closed Eyes
Sunshine upon closed eyes
Lit by autumn’s cool glow
Upon thankful heads
Leaning to lingering warmth
Frosty nip at early morning’s dawn
Nature’s announcer of shifting seasons
Step lightly now and breath crisp chill
Growing nuances of more to come
And so, I dream of summer gone
Walking, playing, working, moving
Mindful of the new and the old
Life’s cycles and curiosity piqued
So, we shall live
One step at a time
Ever remembering and
Ever looking forward … in God’s great plan
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Summer Storms
Lightning flash, sizzle, bright
Such great brilliance can give a fright
Thunder crash, rumble, roar
But in my home I am secure
Trees swaying in the wind
Shaking, thrashing… how they bend
A plop, a drop, approaching rush
Ever harder pounding in a mighty gush
Sun chased… Obscured by clouds of gray
Summer storms cool a hot, humid day
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Tadpole Boogie
Springtime dance in a big mudpuddle
What’s this we see darting about?
Tiny black dots in a tenuous home
Splashing rain to replenish
Or welcoming a daily drink
From curious friends
Tadpole legs now kick about
A growing black cloud
in their small world
Nature’s wonder
God’s delight
Pollywog
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Squirrel Motion
Up, chirp, chitter chatter
Squirrel tail goes flitter flatter
Fussing as we pass below
Peering through the leaves just so
Hurling about with great velocity
Their big eyes bright with curiosity
Busily digging, digging about
Hiding food so they won’t go without
Building homes nestled high in a tree
Safe and secure where they can see
Facing our own challenges, we can take notes
From these creative adventurers in furry coats
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Mid-Winter Morn
Towering giants
stretch their bare arms
To cloudy sky
Weekend dreamers
Slumber in warm cocoons
As quiet reigns
Soft breeze
Gently stirs bushes…rustling
In morn’s dim glow
Feathered residents
Silently huddle in chilly patience
Winging fleetingly aloft
Footsteps sound
Crunching on dry grass and leaves
Delivering morning meals
Nipped nose
Draws in crisp fresh air
This mid-winter morn
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Country Lane
Living on a country lane
Space and life with much to gain
Early morning cool with dew
Rising sun calls to you
Hardworking farmers busy all
Green fields with corn so tall
Barnyard creatures, chickens and cows
Tractors and trucks, bailers and plows
Grassy yards and sweet shade trees
Singing birds and buzzing bees
Rolling hills or wooded ways
Cool starry nights and long full days
Travel along a peaceful track
Kick off your shoes and settle back
Charlotte-Anne Allen
Wonder
God of wonder,
God of awe.
Master. Creator
Of us all
See majestic mountains,
Ocean’s span,
Universe’s sparkle,
And ripples of sand.
God, full of mystery,
Speaks our name.
Awesome. Mighty.
Always the same.
Here among us
You delight.
Healer Father
In our sight.
God of wonder!
– Charlotte-Anne Allen
Reposted
Of… Creation’s Voice
Meadows and bees
Song and breeze
Mount and sky
Clouds against blue
Gurgling streams
Splashes and cool
Rustles and song
Rattles and tread
Bursting forth of life
Bud and bloom
Refreshing waters
Nourishment and newness
So, we bask in God’s creation
Soaking in His Wonder
Renewing and resting
His Light warming and filling
from “OF… Songs of Life”
Charlotte-Anne Allen
