Monday, June 26, 2017

Storm Poem

June 23, 2017
A Storm Rolled In
© By Mary Nida Smith
The sky darkened, clouds rushed in
to cover all light, wind ran madly
building up anger as it picked up speed
pulling off tree limbs and roof covers.
The heavy low, dark clouds opened up
drowning plants that tried to cling
strong roots to soil beds.
Rain, hail and leaves hit hard
against the windowpanes.
As quickly as the storm appeared
it disappeared, leaving its ill ways
scattered across the area
in miles in which it traveled.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Mary Nida Smith 's Art

(C) By Mary Nida Smith All art  is copyrighted 

Mary Nida Smith's Art

(C) Each piece of art shown is  copyrighted by Mary Nida Smith

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Poem Evening Blast

Evening Blast
©by Mary Nida Smith

The sounds of a dove
Each morning and evening
Cried out of its lost
I was sadden this morning
By the silence of its cry
Last night it was stopped
By three shots that ran out. 

Dorothy Anderson Wood Carving

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Sounds from the Woods
© By Mary Nida Smith

Mourning dove at daybreak
Hiding in the woods.
Its haunting voice rides the wind
Coooooo-woo over and over again
Until it reaches beyond the trees.
Its wooing call continues
Loud and strong each morning
The cries of losing a mate or
The wooing voice of a lover
Needing a lifetime vow
To help raise a family
As two “turtle doves”
Hiding in the woods.

Tuesday, June 06, 2017

Answered Prayers

Answered Prayers
© by Mary Nida Smith

Rain promised today
God kept it away
Clouds and sun
Fought for space
In the sky overhead
At the local festival
God knew many
 Had created items
To sell to feed the family
God answered prayers
Kept the rain away
Until everyone was asleep
After counting their blessings
Knowing God answers prayers.

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