The winds pick up
blowing through the evergreens,
reminding me of low notes of Cello.
Owls seek shelter as dawn breaks
and tints the feather-like clouds
with all manner of colour.
A breezy morning...
A new day.


*Тадеус

Standing old deadwood
firewood logs for keeping warm
when cold air move in.


*Тадеус

Butterfly flit across the meadow grass
As evening curtains begin to close
Crickets and Katydids sing
And Firefly dance about
The black vestment of
The night.


*Тадеус

So weary and tired now
I rest on porch swing.
I must be dreaming dazed
For I see the sunset.
I nap, which I never
Do, on old porch swing.
Work is over leaving now
Just like this lovely day—
Like this lovely day.
Watching it end,
Like this day.


*Тадеус

Sweet incense of rain
fill the air along with the
perfume of roses.

*Тадеус

I saw raindrops sliding down my windowpane.
In the raindrop, that slid as a tear down my windowpane,
I saw God.


*Тадеус

A kind friend only
could inspire me to write
more every day.

*Тадеус