Once new as morning dew,
Just like you, dries.
Give way now.
Blooms tucked in green embrace,
Open at your demise.
Seedlings deep in nature’s soil,
Grow in strength and size,
So happens new life.
Give way now.
Let old ones go and new ones stay, In winds of change let branches sway,
By loss give life, if you give way.

©Kevin H. Tramel, 1998

Dark ones off to burrowed ground.
Seconds ‘cause the world is round,
so soon will happen day.
Young ones suckle anxious to play,
Birds take flight as moon gives way.

And so a Titan falls,
As clashes make their must.
Moments into dawn,
Moments out of dusk.

Kevin H. Tramel, 1998

High and wide, bold and mighty,
The river’s running through.
Dams that used to hold her back,
Are things she now once knew.

With all the weight they had to hold,
Surely they must rest,
And now the land prepares itself,
For the river’s crest.

The river knows the way it goes,
Along its beaten path,
But can it feel the pain and woe,
Left in her wake of wrath?

©Kevin H. Tramel, 1998