Summer Free

Poem: Summer Free by Liam Hazy meets the summer morn, Fields full ripe with golden corn. Heavy green the leaf in tree, Bramble tangled, thorn, berry, bee. A thousand starlings swirl the sky, Mixing, twirling, screech, and cry. While clinging frail to a fresh-mown lawn, The myriad drops of a dew-showered dawn. My bike rolls…

Thy Forest

Nature Poetry: Thy Forest by Liam In life’s great tapestry, what dost thou seek? A purpose hidden, like a treasure rare, Thou runn’st, a phantom, desperate and meek, From tranquil haven, lost to worldly glare. Unchain the agony that grips thy soul, Release the shackles of desire’s cruel plea, No longer be ensnared in futile…

A Windy Day

We hold the day,My sand-whipped handIn yours,You turn and say, “Catch me, catch me if you can.”A windy walkA windy laughA windy dayA windy way Wind takes my hand, tugs your hairWave sprays the beach in the salty airThe heaving pebbled stone they rakeThey rumble with the tumble beat and break Will you take my sight?This…