Tag Archives: Poetry

The Wolf Within

wolf

If you should find a wolf inside
howling with madness in the wind
remember that his twin,
also resides within

if one should growl and bare his teeth
find the brother, that you must
warm and friendly,
in his heart love grows deep
feed the one with a smile,
but let the other sleep

Two wolves battle within each boy
one small and filled with lies,
the other born of a gentle soul
the difference in who prevails
rests not in size or bite
but the one you feed, will win the fight

——–
Inspired by the Cherokee legend of the two wolves…


Thanks for stopping by! (The Wolf Within  is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon , Pic is from Pixabay.com )

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© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

Along the Shore

In an autumn eve, so long ago
one day in an autumn gift
footprints crossed in the sand,
in time chose a path, a life to share
the walk along the shore

traveling by the waves
hands as one, the sand revealed
a heart had been won
imprints on the beach
forever etched as one


Thanks for stopping by! (Along the Shore  is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon, pic is from Pixabay.com)

© 2019 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

Butterflies Just Passing By

butterfly

Hiding in windows
known only to time
are ripples within the veil
life’s little roses that float our way,
then so quickly fade away,
butterflies just saying hello,
but before the moon can rise
leave once more,
their journey to explore


Thanks for stopping by! (Butterflies Just Passing By  is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’ 
 available on Amazon , Pic is from Pixabay.com )

 When Shall the Butterfly Rest


© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

 

Flowers

Purple and yellow flowers

The sun lingers as if to say,
for just a tiny moment, I wish I could stay
before my rays, my warmth must depart
to gather tomorrow’s flowers from nightly dreams
and sprinkle in mountain meadows
and morning beams


Thanks for stopping by and reading my blog! I post weekly poems on my website the Poet’s Heart for those who enjoy poems. 

(Flowers  is from my newest book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon )


© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

 

Castles in the Night

When the moon
completes her nightly journey
and hides in the coming dawn
the sandcastles erected in dreams
but await a morning tide.

And though the nightly vision complete
and sleeping robes set aside
by the nightstand gleaming
were moist grains of sand,
droplets of water left by the tide

Trapped by a morning ray,
they failed to remember
the coming of day
and lingered but for a moment
waiting for the tide


Thanks for stopping by and reading my blog! I post weekly poems on my website the Poet’s Heart for those who enjoy poems.

(Castles in the Night is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon )


© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

 

Wings of Wax

Winged Pair

With wings of wax
Icarus flew
on strands of an autumn air

But like moths drawn to the sun
Icarus learned
what Daedalus had ever warned him
not to do

Icarus, my friend
the wings you wear
are the morning frost

ever so beautiful to behold
but fade
oh so quickly in the sun


Just for fun… and yes, there are a zillion
poems about Icarus (google it), and now there’s one more 🙂  

Thanks for stopping by! (Wings of Wax  is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon )

© 2018 by James Spruell. All rights reserved

 

Just Puttering Along

Just a snail

Puttering along
hiding from the cold
of a brisk Autumn air
a snail creeps along
singing his little song

I don’t care if I’m just a snail
God loves me and sunbeams
warm my soul, sang the snail
as he puttered along

Though majestic as the mountains are
and roaring seas remind all of their might
or winds that howl through the night
though I am just a snail
I too belong, sang my friend
as he puttered along.


The story of the snail… just puttering along.
(Pic is by Jon Sullivan who has released it into the public domain)

Thanks for stopping by and reading my blog! I post weekly poems on my website the Poet’s Heart for those who enjoy poems.

 (Just Puttering Along  is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon )


© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved