Friday, September 20, 2013

"My Obsession"



I awoke to silky rain.
No thunderous clouds boiling the morning skies,
nor fists of lightning pounding the heavens.
Just cool, smooth drops that gather on leaves,
pool together with a common goal,
and stream down to heal.
To nurture.
Scarce and valuable,
this liqueur makes me giddy.
Sheltering my lens,
I dodge under the trees.
My determined heart longing,
longing to capture
to record
to preserve this memory.


Copyright 2013 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman


Thursday, September 19, 2013

"The Mother"

"Nature Unveiled" by David Chapman   

Spirit of the earth   
nurture and comfort me   
cradle me within your open arms   
succor my hunger with your hope   
slake my thirsty psyche with new visions of our past   
celebrate the sun’s journey   
sing of the moon’s wax and wane   
pull me into your sacred circle   
ease my isolation by weaving me with gossamer     
to your core   

Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman