Farewell, Love


Lay your hand upon me, run your fingers through my hair,
A kiss upon my eyelids, the scent of your presence, fair.
No more then will I see you, come, night, its frosty air,
But as yet, the stars, they’re shining, love, our sweet affair.
~ D.F.



A glance of hidden sunlight, the earth, its seasons due,
The sighing of the willow tree, the ocean, stillness, blue.
As swallows, they’re departing, the skies, now home to few,
The wintery air approaching, the leaves, their hour, adieu.
~ D.F.

Angel Food


Ever soft and feathery light, what blessed food is this?
Ground, the rough and broken grain, now, smooth as satin kiss.
Granted for our eating, what no angel could resist,
Sweet manna for the journey, His flesh, the Eucharist.
~ D.F.


“Man ate the bread of the angels” ~ Psalm 78:25

“My flesh is real food” ~ John 6:55

Painted Sky


See, the vibrant colours, across the painted sky,
Splash of red and yellow, a tinge of pink, so shy.
Capping off, what blessed hour, when grace, its tide rose high,
Then out to sea, the countless stars, for all, a grateful sigh.
~ D.F.

Treasure Hunt

Won’t you venture forth with me, a brave adventure, find,
All the sights and sounds and smells, the dreary world, behind.
To seek instead that treasure rich, the deepest forest, wind,
And gain a friend who’s precious, true, the purest gold refined.
~ D.F.

Can You Hear?


O Hear the softly falling rain, their kiss, the earth sublime,

Promise of the seedling new, arise from the dirt and grime.

Or the ever artful wind, from sea to the heavens climb,

Both young and old, life’s circle true, bound, the cords of time.
~ D.F.