Friday, April 20, 2018

Radiant Day


Radiant Day

I need some words to fill the heart,
To fill each dark and dusty part,
To take the dull and drab away,
To swell upon this radiant day.

A sun filled field of grassy loam,
The twinkling dew on forest dome,
As pinker petals open wide,
Throughout the hills and countryside.

My heart is filled in God alone,
What error within he does atone,
He bursts with light the dismal pall,
My glorious One, and Lord of all!

Peter Lowell Paulson
April 20, 2018

Monday, April 9, 2018

Snow in April


Snow in April

Snow in April, who would know,
Now I’d simply wish’d it go,
Mother Nature’s had some fun,
Dropped an inch don’t leave ton.

Kids inside would rather play,
In the park on sunny day,
Caught indoors they run and swerve,
Stomping on Mom’s final nerve.

Purple crocus crying loud,
Weeping in their snowy shroud,
Daffodils all bow their head,
Some lay on the ground half-dead.

OK Spring, it’s time to shout,
Bring your warmer weather out,
Winter’s had his final tease,
Go back north, we beg you, “Please!”

Peter Lowell Paulson
April 9, 2018

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Stardust Lovers


Stardust Lovers

It’s funny how my wife makes sense when I am in a mood,
I don’t know why it’s happening; it’s simply attitude,
I start to pay attention to all things she has to say,
The topic’s not important for the subject of the day.

There’s something ‘bout her laughing or the sparkle in her eye,
There’s something ‘bout the wonder that is building in her guy,
There’s something ‘bout her logic that is all a perfect fit,
I capture every nuance of her captivating wit.

Yet, subtle deep infused within what’s rendering as well,
A magic in relationship instilled to weave a spell,
I know that she is caught up for I sense it in her glance,
For it is Aphrodite who has swept us toward romance.

And, wondering of wondering it’s all a wondrous clime,
If she’s away a moment long I’m wonder’ng all the time-
What she is up to for I smile when toward room she nears,
Now, all the sense of loneliness just quickly disappears.

We see each other every day you’d think that we’d get bored,
Two specks of lover’s stardust fell and upwardly we soared,
And, for today the Lord has blessed and smiling from above,
For two found stardust lovers are once more again in love!

Peter Lowell Paulson
March 29, 2018