Write On.life: Thoughts. Written. Shared.

Author: southernwriter

  • Baldwyn Rd in May

    The many plantsOf these crop landsStretching out, like Sahara’s sandsThe corn and the cotton,To feed and clothe humanity,Springing from the toil of the farmer’s handsOr the machines which he commands.Each plant, in this unique union: where water, soil, and nutrients become one,Reaching up, up to that warm ingredient: our star,…

  • A Call To Hope

    On a late winter morning Oktoc road this morningIs beautiful, the sun is brightIt’s a late winter morningWe hope there’ll soon be much green to reflect the light.And I wonder,Am I hopefulAs the early spring?Am I anticipating sunshine, or thunderAm I trustingOr giving in to foreboding and fear?Do I trust…