Tag Archives: rains


wind gusts   swirling rains
storms bring life yet storms bring pain
deep love lasts through all

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2012



drenching rains babble
the mute trees’ leafy boughs droop
how tell life’s burdens?

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2012


Support the sky, you wizened trees!
Hold your hard sinewy limbs aloft
to touch heaven’s face in Spring
with your unfolding leafy palms,
emerald, olive, lime, and jade.

Dance shamelessly with the Summer wind!
Rock the sun in your woody arms!
Let the rains turn your gray trunks
dark with their teeming liquid kisses!

In Autumn’s dusk, maple and oak and pine,
horse chestnut, myrtle, sycamore and birch –
dark sentinels of steadfast courage.
Bright messengers of fortitude at dawn,
scatter your raiment to the four winds!

Dear reminders of the cycle of life,
you keep singing of wonder
even as you shiver and creak and moan
in the North Wind’s frozen embrace.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2011

What designs are these (for Lan)

What designs are these I sense
upon my dimming eyes, my weary soul,
the fleeting warmth of this crumbling place
the Book has called the spirit’s house… You
are the cause, the maker of these,
each with its simple elegance,
its classic richness, its modernity.
I’m with you, and the well of my voice
spills over with designing words, patterns
for phrases, images, syllabic mazes –
all whirling in the warm rains of Summer.
I sense them all, these designs of yours —
unconscious and conscious, made
from the mystic beauty of the moon,
filled with the splendor of the sun,
filled with me filling you with love,
the ache of dreams, the kiss of night’s farewell…

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll   2011