One More Year

One more year has left us in the quiet…

One more year has found us amongst friends…

One more year has brought our family closer…

One more year has helped with our resolve…

One more year has led us to find new love…

One more year has surrounded us with loss…

One more year has gifted a new generation…

One more year has ended with a rush…

One more year has taken us to new lands…

One more year has welcomed us back home…

One more year has chased us through the seasons…

One more year has reflected onto the next…

One more year has drawn us into healing…

One more year has failed us for a cure…

One more year has drifted into memory…

One more year has passed the sands of time…

                             Shannon R Killman

Winter Sky

The moon was bright in the sky tonight… not full and not half, but in that in between place that makes my eyes see it in three dimensions. I picture the sun on the other side of the earth throwing a shadow on its surface that looks like the back of the sky and space.

The wind was high in the sky tonight… I couldn’t feel it on my skin, but the sound was faint and quiet. It pulled the clouds for as far as I could see. The bare tree-tops scraped at their view as they sailed silently by.

The clouds held hands tonight… like cotton balls on a child’s art project. They looked round and full… the edges fading into dark blue like the sky that held them. They raced to the moon and passed before it… and then pulled behind them an army of others. 

                                                            Shannon R Killman