A Beginning

blueish gray cumulus gather
black trees with tint of green
standing still against the sky
like two dimensional oil painted figures

grass still wet with collected tears
from the hunter's dried eyes

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 07/17/2010 9:54 am est

Gutes Land

despite oppression
the seed of humanity
is compacted in all
hidden under compression

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell
written 07/02/2010 10:33 am est

Devotion

awoke
with death compressed
against my chest

not my own death
but over the gloom
of my universe

death sits for me
grimacing on a fence
and I will stare it down

through fear
through tears
I will stare it down

until the day I rest
securely held upright
by the hands of life and laughter

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 07/01/2010 11:54 am est