I am a woman who is native to Pennsylvania and all its beauty. I write often in the style of my father,
Dr. Kenton W. Bertram, who published a collection of poems called: 'Rhymes of the Times' and wrote many other poems and tales of life in the French Creek Valley and other scenic and historic spots in Northwestern Pennsylvania and the Allegheny mountains. I can never compare to his talent ... more »
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Nature all around shows many faces
Colors that seduce the light we see
Throws a pretty picture full of fantasy
To hide the sap and drug within each blade and leaf and tree.
Spectrum turns to spectre in the moonlight
By day we walk as women squeezed up tight within
When starlight shadows let electrons fly beneath us
We know to soar and dance at midnight is no sin.
All is magick when you are one with your maker
What we call healing frightened souls will name as 'spell'
There are no potions but the notions of the fearful
We commune here on God's green ...