Slammed




Woke up


To a world of white


A beautiful sight


Unless your stuck in it.


Thankfully


I could look from my


Window


And cuddle under


My blankets


Until it’s time to take


The pups out to play.



Copyright Michelle R Kidwell


Feb.28.07


2:34 P.M PST

He Painted A Sky For Me




My Mom,. her friend and I went for the short ride to Murphys California today, and the day was beautiful, the sky tonight was equally as gorgeous…



He painted me a sky


Cotton candy clouds


Laced in pink streets


Over a baby blue


Sky,


Beauty in every


Inch,


He painted me a sky


And what a gift….


Copyright Michelle R Kidwell


Feb.22.2005

He Painted A Sky For Me


Photograph (C) Michelle R Kidwell
2006


He painted a sky for me

Amazing hues

Colors of beauty.

He gave me candy

For the soul

Sweet and pleasing

But it never will hurt me

All day I can look at

This beauty.

He gave me stars in the night sky

And a full moon

On a dark night

To help lead me home.

He painted a sky

For me

And a body of water

Sparkling under the sun

And oh I sing the praises

Of this Master Artist

My Father In Heaven.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

May.26.07

7:05 P.M PST

A Blanket of White

A blanket of white

It looks like a Christmas post card

A couple months to late

But an answer to prayer

Lord give us the rain we need

Turn into snow

It didnt last long four hours

Or so

But for a short time

Our world was covered

In a blanket of white.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

Feb.13.2009

12:54 P.M PST

And the Fool Says

Image Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

July.23.09

A crystal clear sky

With a moutainous view for

Miles

And the fool says

There is no good

That it just came from

A big explosion

Of nothingness.

A starry night

Like the stars that led

The wisemen to Jesus

All those centuries

Ago

And the fool says

There is no God.

A beautiful piece of land

A view for miles

A single man on

Horseback

And the Fool

Says there is no God.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

July.23.09

3:47 P.M PST

And the Fool Says

And the fool says

There is no God

When they look out

Over a magnificent ocean

And see his handprints.

And the fool says

There is no God

When they hold tomorrow

In there hands.

And the fool says

There is no God

Because the universe

Does not center around them.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

Aug.01.09

3:19 A.M PST

Postcards From Hwy 1

It seemed like forever

That we drove yesterday

Hours and hours of endless

Riding

But the ride was beautiful

The beaches at Half Moon Bay

The bay bridge

Where oceans

Spread for mikes

And it was like

Looking at God’s handprint.

We made it to her appointment

In the nick of time

In San Francisco

(Before we got lost)

And found out that

Mom probably wasn’t going to need surgery

(Doing a dnace of praise in my chair)

But somehow we got off of 15 and 280

Took Hwy 1

To Halfmoon Bay
Then backtracked through

San Francisco

After getting lost

In Palo Alto

(Don’t ask)

But we are at

Home now

Safely after

Driving forever

Got home after two a.m.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

Aug.01.09

9:37 A.M PST

Who Turned The Weather Machine On (This One’s For You Karla)

Who turned the weather machine on

This is supposed to be California

The land of Sunshine and beaches

Not of Tornado Strength wind

Strong enough to knock

Entire communities out

No power for thirteen hours

We are in California

Not very prepared.

Who turned the weather machine on?

We want sunshine again

The rains are getting dreary

The cold getting old!

Who turned the weather machine on?

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

Jan.22.2010

2;39 P.M PST