River Bridge

	Larger View Purchase Print
Copyright ©2006 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

From a Tiny Speck of Dust

source Conveyance of one's heart In poetic interlude Requires a bit of skill It's not a simple thing to do To build a mighty forest From a tiny speck of dust Thesaurus in one's hand Parchment, quill and ink a must At first to sketch the framework With the artist's mighty pen Then ambiance and color Softly wander in Throughout the toil and trouble Stroking with Thesaurian brush Springs forth from desolation Forest fashioned emerald, lush So therefore inspired comrades Arm thyself with tools of trade Contemplate poetic form Peruse a classic once per day Compile your toolbox wisely Furnish it with skills inside Your work will rise much higher From the aptitude you'll find For it requires more than talent And an artist's loving touch To build a mighty forest From a tiny speck of dust —Michele Cameron Drew  Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

In the Wind

source In wind absorbed like summer rain, We walk through forest green, Where the weathered lineage falls, Fruit of the future tree. Off in the distance two bluebirds fly, Sweet melodies they sing, Rainbow over the bubbling brook, I wouldn't change a thing. Hands gently clasped, the crackle of twigs, Beneath our feet do fall. And the love we've waited for, Its moment comes to call. A moment cast in happiness, A seed for you and me, Planted now in such sweet taste, Fruit of the future tree. 'neath the colours of a perfect sky, Our touch of warmth and grace, First smiling kiss a gentle caress, Lips sweetest to the taste. Our hearts are filled with love and hope, No one else can take away. We pray to Him to guide us through, And help us stay this way. Where the weathered lineage falls, Fruit of the future tree. In wind absorbed like summer rain, We walk through forest green. —Michele Cameron Drew Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.