new poem

"afternoon musings"

Water gushes across the window pane
Oh what a torrential rain

The cool Spring air
So refreshing and fair

The fierce wind gusts and blows
Following a path only God knows

I thought of the rain which fell
After Christ's death knell

His precious blood washed away down the hill
All in accordance with the Father's will

(c) 2016 Zachary Uram

ode to bany's blog post on a squirrel

"ode to bany's blog post on a squirrel"

a solitary squirrel
huddled,
in nature's warm embrace
a whithered oak
outside,
rage bitter winds
snow gently blankets
the hard ground
a primal impetus
to survive
to live another season
yes we shall

- Zachary Uram (c) 2011