Something a little different

Art is my usual contribution to this blog but I also write a little, although it has been a long while since I did any writing at all. I have a few poems that were published around 5 years ago and keep being drawn to the art of writing more and more yet my muse is not strong enough yet to put pen to paper. Anyway I just thought it would make a change to share a poem or two in between my art work here at my Arty retreat. I very much hope you all won't mind me sharing them.

Beckoning Memories
(c) J. Macfarlane 2007

Yesterday called tonight, a voice born on the breeze,
as it swept across the prairie under the cherry wine sky.
Oh how it hurt her heart with its beckoning call,
conjuring up thoughts that were buried in the day.

Standing at the fence watching a pink sun sink low,
her bare feet itched to pursue it beyond the horizon.
Liberty bound with the wind aiding her escape,
towards yesterday,tomorrow fading with each step.

A sound awakened her, the sharp needful call of her present,
dispersing the magic and returning to her, a weary spirit.
She turned slowly,relinquishing dreams that did not belong,
and yesterdays that were long gone.

As the sun bid farewell, Yesterday said goodbye