I sit in semi darkness
And thoughts begin to grow
Mingled jumbled words caused by
The good old mountain dew

And so I take up the pen and page
And the words begin to flow
Words writ in the amber color of
The good old mountain dew

I had a few more sips
And watched the poem grow
Of words and phrases formed by
The good old mountain dew

The amber nectar flows
Its fumes invade your mind
Opens wide the gate of your imagination
That good old mountain dew

Eyes to the skies and mantra repeating
this is the time that I see it all clear
hands on the grass heart steady beating
hardly believing the days led to here
the moon slowly croons head in her keeping
this is the air that I presently breathe
I realize now that I've always been sleeping
nature content in it's beauty to wreathe  
light of the night disturbing my slumber
in a way only magic of the eve really can
seeing the world in deep shades of umber
I live in the present in love with the land

The withering tree
Bare branches
Reaching out for a plea
Weathered
Yet, hoping for a miracle
Peeling off
The barks from the trunk
Roots trying to hold firm
Reaching deeper
In search of hope
In the midst of ruins
Narrating a sordid tale
Of wilting beauty

Hilaire Beloc

The South Country

And the great hills of the South country
come back into my mind
For the great hills of the South country
are my hills where I grew up as a child
Where I wandered the fields and the forests
and studied life in the wild
My heart belongs in the South country
'tis here I can sit and take note
Share my thoughts with my friends
and show them the words that I wrote
You can bury me here in the south country
with a tree standing over my grave
I need no long drawn out service
just a place that nature has made

~

The Snow Queen waved her magic wand,
the skies they grew so dark
Clouds moved in without a sound
as shadows did embark
~
Two happy lovers walked along,
they felt a chill blow in
He wrapped his arms around her soft
to keep her warm with him
~
The scenery was beautiful
with geese upon the lake
The scent of pine and winter breeze,
they saw the first snow flake
~
Then the sky was filled with more
ice crystals floating down
They marveled at the wondrous sight
now white upon the ground
~
She stared up at the heavens fair
in circles she did spin
He followed every move she made
as fun would soon begin
~
A thousand little snowflakes white
were falling from the sky
A perfect winter wonderland
about them it did fly
~
And then he saw her do it,
just like when they were young
She tried to catch a falling flake
right there upon her tongue
~
He chased the flurries with her,
their laughter could be heard
The neighbors out across the lake
said not a single word
~
Except to only wonder
why laughter they did hear
When snow was steady falling
and winter sure was here
~
Then they saw these lovers
running hand in hand
Catching snowflakes on their tongues,
now they understand
~
They heard him saying something
yet it was hard to hear
Because these two were far away,
not so very near
~
The Snow Queen she was smiling,
looking at these two
She knew it’d make them happy,
this magic she did do
~
When then she saw him staring,
a wink came from his eye
For he was saying thank you
to the Snow Queen in the sky
~
Now every time its winter
these two just look above
Sending her a message,
floating on their love
~
With beauty all around them
and snow geese on the pond
The Queen will grant their every wish
and wave her magic wand
~
And when the snow is falling
so fresh and oh so new
Between the laughter you might hear
him tell her, I love you
~