2 new poems from staci-lee sherwood

Destiny

In my minds eye are thoughts of plunder
And just what would make you wonder

Do you dare seek out the siren’s call
Or will you falter and take the fall

Does the chill of the night haunt your soul
And will your deeds now take their toll

When dawn’s early light awakens your mind
Shall all your thoughts still be kind

When morning’s mist rises to greet the sun
And all your fears beckon you to run

Can the stars above now predict your path
And does the moon see all of your wrath

Do I touch the very depths of your spirit
Or can you no longer even hear it

While waves thrash against a lonely tower
Upon which only weak men cower

Someday the sea shall speak to thee
And all lost souls yearning to be free

But beware of an answer given too soon
For eternal darkness may soon be your cocoon

Racing toward Extinction

The icons of America 
are racing fast toward extinction
a vicious web
our wild ones are caught in

Once a symbol of freedom
out in the open country 
where the cowboys live
and the eagles fly
Wild horses and burros
that served man  for centuries
will be all but  a memory
in the not so distant future

Their freedom once captured
the fantasies of millions
who dreamed and dared
to go west
and find their way

What should have been gratitude
ends in a legacy of servitude
the animals did not ask for
but gave nonetheless

The west will be silent
without the thunder of hooves
galloping across the open range
leaving dusty clouds


The silence of death 
and dreams
for those trying to save them
and the horses and burros
who are now lost to us all


What a tragic tale of loss
stitched in time
by the warriors
who fought the good fight
to the bitter end

As their time runs out
and all hope seems lost 
their souls will haunt the land
until the sun sets
for its last goodbye 

Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.

You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/  or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee

new poetry from staci-lee sherwood : Dedicated to all the unsung heroes of animal rescue

Tonight I went to the beach 

To guard a sea turtle nest

Alone in the quiet I wait and hope
This will be the night this nest hatches

Three college kids come by
Curious about what I’m doing

I tell the tale of struggle against the odds
For the sea turtle to just survive

We part as the moon disappears
Sad the nest did not hatch

Days turn to night
And time goes on

As the sun goes down
I begin the routine I started years ago

I go to the beach to guard a sea turtle nest
In the distance I see people running toward me

I had met them two weeks ago
When we sat for hours in the dark

Hoping to see an ancient miracle 
Of living fossils 

They were excited to tell me their tale
Of their own adventure with sea turtles

They came upon the nest
It had started to hatch

They were sure the hatchlings would go towards the water
They had no buckets or flashlights
With no one to call they were on their own
With living fossils starting their new life

The hatchlings raced toward the dune
Away from where their ocean home was

Calm and determined 
They used their jackets to make a sack 

A cradle of life
That held the lost hatchlings from light pollution

Gently picking them up 
They saved each one from death 

Releasing them into their ocean home 
As the stars twinkled

They told me tonight what had happened
I felt so proud that they got it

You never really know 
The effect you have on people
The seeds you plant 
You hope will grow into awareness and compassion 

That the drive to protect won't die with us 

But will live on 

With the next generation of people we have inspired

For the animals


Bio: Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.

You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/  or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee

As the Dancers Dance by staci-lee sherwood The comeback kid by staci-lee sherwood

The comeback kid by staci-lee sherwood

The comeback kid

Her eyes open to greet the morning
dew drops on her wings
shimmering blue sparkles
as sunlight 
gently passes over 

Wings stretched as she catches the wind
 soaring with beauty and grace  
as she takes to the sky
high above the world
free and safe
Looking for the light that guides her 
the wind gently whispers  
and catches her eye
as fluttering wings 
dance in the breeze

Once thought to be extinct her kind had vanished
only to be rediscovered
hidden away in small pockets
hanging on 
just barely

As springtime brings life anew
she finds a mate 
and lays her eggs
with hope 
for the next generation

The Atala butterfly has a story to tell
of life once lost then found again
their delicate balance in nature 
warns of peril
we should listen

Lest we forget 
how close they once came
to being gone 
from this earth
 forever



Bio:

Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.

You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/  or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee

http://www.realitycheckwithstacilee.com As the Dancers Dance by staci-lee sherwood 3 new poems by staci-lee sherwood :Foggy Morning, Writer’s song, The West 3 new poems by staci-lee sherwood

As the Dancers Dance by staci-lee sherwood

man in black pants standing near woman in white shirt
photo by Jakob Owens

       As the Dancers Dance

                              As the dancer’s dance together at night

                              until early morning shines its light

                              Pulsating rhythms surround the pair

                              as they twirl each other without a care

                              As the music casts its hypnotic spell

                              the dancers movement tries to foretell

                              The story of how they began this dance

                              if not by plan then merely by chance

                              Flickering shadows dance across the floor

                              as they mingle and dance without a care more

                              As they lie asleep under the moon so far

                              nestled so soundly by the swirling stars

                              Tranquil in the quiet coolness of the air

                              eclipsed only by wind blowing in their hair

Watercolor memories captured in time

                              and for just a moment you will be mine

                              Whispers of light illuminate the wall

                              till awakened at dawn by the songbirds call

                              While the soothing coolness of mornings mist

                              sprinkles droplets of dew as the lovers kiss

                              Until next time as they dance all night long

                              and awaken as the sun beckons at dawn

Bio:

Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.

You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/  or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee

3 new poems by staci-lee sherwood :Foggy Morning, Writer’s song, The West

                                  Foggy Morning

                                           Awakened before dawn

                                                          The sun’s light

                                                  Not yet shining through

                                                  As the fog rolls in

                                                  Gently caressing the lake

                                                  All is quiet

                                                  As nature slowly rises

                                                  Warmth of the sun’s rays

                                                  Start to shine through

                                                   And the foggy morning

                                                   Is soon just a memory

                                                   As the new day begins

Writer’s song

                                      Let all your thoughts free your mind
                                      With inspirations that make you kind
                                      So take a pen and let it flow
                                      To find yourself and all you know
                                      What greater love can there be
                                      Then a love that is given free
                                      So live among the various creatures
                                      And study all their curious features
                                      Then write to me what you see
                                      And our love will always be free


                  The West

Windswept roads wickedly winding round the mountain 
And glorious green grass is sun kissed from dew drops 
Meandering meadows freckled by brilliantly blooming buds
With crystal clear creeks carefully cradled by canyons
Wintertime winds wildly whipping through us 
While slippery snowflakes sprinkle summertime air
Rugged rock formations rekindle the rogue spirit
As animals abound aplenty all around the atmosphere


3 new poems by staci-lee sherwood 


Bio: 

Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.

You can follow or contact me from my blog https://www.realitycheckswithstacilee.com/  or twitter https://twitter.com/RStacilee

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