Red Eyed Dog......

Misty mornings, foggy days

Walking in the shadowed haze

All is quiet, eerie, strange.

Fleeting shadows out of range.

What things linger in the fog?

Do I see the red eyed dog?

Panic slithers up my spine.

I inhale the musty scent of pine.

Silence breaks, a lone crow call

to his murder come one come all.

He shrieks a warning dangers near

His sudden flight brings back my fear.

That primevil dread that we all face

when we,re in a creepy place

I hurry now to clear the trees,

A shadow moves and then I freeze

What was the shade that I just saw

lingering on the misty moor?

Scent of heather stings my nose

misty damp clings to my clothes.

I see those eyes glow in the fog

Rising from the dreaded bog,

I don't know what lingers there

what spirit ruffles through my hair.

but now I see some light ahead

It shimmers brave and lifts my dread

I force my feet towards the light

The mist is bad but I dread the night.

Onwards now, I stumble ahead

trying to outrun this fearful dread

Faster, faster almost there

I reach my gate and stop and stare

Into the swirling clinging fog

Was there really a red eyed dog?

Somewhere out there waiting to bound

out from hell like the Baskerville hound. 

JKS October 2015

I am sharing this poem on Inspire Me Monday

My Souls Release.............

Think of me when the wind blows strong I will be in the birds sweet song. Think of me on a summer day Even though I be far away. The things I love will bring me back to meadows green and woodland track. The pebble beaches call to me the sound of waves is heavenly. I thrill to see the pretty deer with eyes so innocent and clear The scurry of a naughty fox the rabbit hiding in the rocks All of nature calls to me As close to God as I can be. while living in this earthly place So far away from God's sweet grace. For  there I find my joy. my peace My strength, my hope, my souls release.  JKS October 2015

Another try at Haiku.....

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Webs that spiders made

Glisten in a sunny glade

Diamonds strung on silk

JKS 2015

  Golden Autumn tones Reflect a watery sun In a blue blue sky JKS 2015

Robin Redbreast Haiku......

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Robin Redbreast sings her song

Tummy full of eggs

Looking for a place to nest.

I dont pretend to even start to  understand Haiku.

I have read and read and still dont get it.

I also apparently got the format wrong.

I believe it's supposed to be 5 syllables then 7 then 5. 

This is the other way around, 7/5/7

The Lost King.....................

Into the darkness  once more he descends With honour this time, we make amends. On Bosworth field, where he was slain. In a forgotten grave he was lain. Sun in Spendour rose once more. White rose and his white boar symbols of a time long gone. Remember England's long lost son. Now with pageant he is laid to sleep. In peace this time, people weep. Six hundred years and more have passed Since as a villain you were cast. The Tudor won the field that day. He took the crown from where you lay. White Surrey fell, and you were slain Treason ended your short reign. Now we seek with kinder eyes what was truth and what was lies Many hope to clear your name Many think you were not to blame, For the crimes laid at your feet. Innocent blood that made men weep. Now along the crowded street People line once more to greet This our last Plantagenet King Son of York the people sing. Rest now Richard for ever more. In that ancient Cathedral floor. ©Janice Kay Schaub....Mar 26 2015

Winter Storm.................

The North wind is blowing wild  shrieking like a wayward child.  Branches fall and scatter snow.  winds a tossing me where' er I go. Banshees scream in the tree tops primal fear down my spine hops. Thunder cracks the worlds alight Unnatural this, I flee in fright. Buffeted battered by this storm I pray to reach somewhere warm. Snow whirls up into the air Stings my cheeks without a care. I pull my coat up around my face Head down into the storm I race.  Snow drives up and drags me back  So thick now I barely leave a track. Through the pounding snow I see The glimmer of light shining for me I push against the wind once more Reaching out to grab the door Inside now I warm my face Glad to be in a safer place' Outside the storm batters on But I am safe now till its gone.

By His Hand.......................

Lord I see your glory, it's shining all around, In every flake of snow that falls down upon the ground. Every one is different, no two are the same. All of Heaven and Nature will Praise His Holy name. With every flake of pure white snow and ice crystals like diamonds glow. Dew drops glistening after rain Running down the window pane In new born lambs in fields in Spring and song birds that make the tree tops ring. In sunshine glowing on the flowers His love we see as we pass the hours I see that every grain of sand Is shaped by His almighty hand By His Word this all came to be On the land and in the sea How can people fail to see what is so obvious to me.  ©Janice Schaub Dec 2014 I am sharing this with roses of Inspiration party

Beautiful Bunny............

Beautiful Bunny My beautiful bunny with brown velvet eyes, Now lays in my garden under Autumn skys. Such a wonderful life, so full and so fun, Now rests forever, her time here is done. The pleasure she gave us in her short life time Was unselfish and pure and enriching to mine. I am glad that I knew her and her sister too Baby and BoBo I loved both of you.  ©janice schaub

BoBo I thought I heard my BoBo tonight I heard a soft thump upon the floor I thought I would go and see her looking up at me But she was not there for me to see. She is gone her soul took flight To scamper across heavenly fields and moor. No longer a pet of mine you see She is free as she was meant to be. ©Janice Schaub

When I had my horse Lady out at Golden Valley, Bill decided to get a couple of rabbits to breed. He thought he would raise them for meat. Well when the babies came my friend Mary and I took two each. Mine named Baby and Bobo. He never did raise rabbits for food. We litter trained them and they lived in the house the first year. That is until they started chewing wires. At that time we had an entrance off the deck. We also had Walter Pigeon. The rabbits lived in the porch and had access to the deck. They have a great life. Maybe some day I will get rabbits again, for Tristen.

Buttons, One month later...................

Buttons, one month later.............
It has been a whole month today Since my friend went away. Twenty Eight days have come and gone Some days I thought I could not go on. Twenty eight days.....oh so empty days. I miss you in so many ways Every moment of every day. You were there in your special way: Mornings, noon  and every night Betwix between  I was in your sight. In the gardens among my flowers helping me throughout the hours. I miss you most when I am cooking You always sat there patiently looking. For a handout or a spill I wish that you were watching still. You loved your food up to the end and I loved to indulge my very best friend. I loved you snuggled up with me If only when we watched TV. Then at night when we went to bed Always there beside my head. Middle of night you'd want a drink. I'll take ice with that I think. Spoilt rotten I do know that. I didn't care if you were a brat. You'd love to go out for a ride Window seat on either side. Nodding off upon my arm As we went early to the barn. Loved to frolic in the hay What a way to begin the day. Then home to nap for most of the day Always beside me in your special way. How can I not miss you so my little poo? You were a part of all I do. Bright button eyes and button nose. Living up to your name Heaven knows. You drank your water from a glass, no bowl. You were the princess playing the role. So many ills for so tender a pup Happy and cute your never gave up. Bore it all with love and grace How can I not miss your  face. That grubby smile and doggy kiss I miss nothing quite as much as this. Warm pink tummy when you would wake and morning breath that could make our eyes water.....yet I would not trade it at all if that smell would never fade How can I go on my lovely one without you beside me when the day is done. A whole month now has gone.....and next a year Time will pass and you not so clear. Your memory will fade until such day as you become as others I loved the same way. Life and death neither are fair. But still I was ever so glad to share Those special times that we once had Its just that I can not be anything but sad. Now that you are gone and I am here Without you beside me always near Gone......but always in my heart until the day that I depart Then you  had better be waiting there to welcome me.
March 1 2005 ©Janice Schaub
When Buttons died, it was the hardest thing I had ever encountered to that point. I went into a depression and could not pull out of it. I have never cried like I did for her. She was so special. Maybe because from the very start she had ailments that needed my attention. It brought us close. I never want to experience that grief again. Dr Burke came to the house the day you had to go. I am not sure it was easier for you, but at least you didn't have to go to the office. Your were here in my arms and in your own home. 

Buttons...............

Buttons I just heard Bonnie calling you Calling you on home. But I don't want to let you go to leave me all alone. I know your life with me is done, too soon your time to go. Years are always way to short and I can't let you go. You are my special preciouse one So full of joy and love. I need for you to stay here more Before you go "above". The years all pass so quickly now Where is that frisky pup?. So old, infirm and full of pain But yet you don't give up. There's still a shadow left inside of that loving giving friend. That I just can not let you go It can not be the end. Please stay with me a few more years A few more months or days. I just can't bear to see you go I will miss your loving ways. I know I'm being selfish now So hard to let you go. I don't want you to be in pain Because I love you so. I know the Lord has a special place For little dogs like you. I will miss your funny face My lovely gentle poo. Maybe another pup will come Someone to fill the space, Beside me to love me as you have done But I will always see your face. Behind her frisky puppy play your memory will hold true. Along with those who went before But.....never one like you. January 2005 ©Janice Schaub Goodbye Buttons So Gentle soul ....too soon depart. I miss you so much.....it broke my heart. Sweet sweet kisses rein down on me We said goodbye and I set you free. Free from pain and earthy woe, But how I suffer to see you go. My tears now fall where you once lay, I know I miss you more each day. Where are you now my precious one? Somewhere nice?......In meadows run? Somewhere waiting just for me. Somewhere now forever free. All made over whole and new With Bonnie, Charlie and Poppett too. Thank you Buttons for 14years of unconditional love. February 1st 2005 ©Janice Schaub

Bonnie.................

Bonnie There's an empty space right there.... Right there where you should be. Yes...that spot there right beside my knee. Under foot and busy Bright eyes and eager smile, Pom Pom tail a waggin, a minute to the mile. Heart full of sadness Heart full of grief Suddenly life seems ever so brief. But this life was special... so full and complete.... and boy did she ever love something to eat. Love that was shared  loved beginning to end A final farewell to Bonnie my friend.  May 11 1998  © Janice Schaub Bonnie was our 2nd poodle. First we got a silver poodle named Bonnie Prince Charlie. Charlie was raised in the country. Somehow he got out when we moved to town and was hit by a car. Later we got another poodle and named her Bonnie in his honour. Bonnie lived to be about 13 I think and was a very special girl. When she was hungry she would throw her heart shaped bowl at us......... Bonnie was so beautiful we often called her Beaute She acted in such funny ways we always thought so cute.
Bonnie and Buttons.

Bonnie again.
Let her soul take flight on Angels wings To dwell among the stars Free of pain and earthly things That filled her last days down here. Take her Oh Lord till we meet once more When your great day will dawn And loved ones meet again once more upon the distant shore. ©Janice Schaub 2010

Poppett..............

Poppett

Poppett......poodle pal, constant companion of childhood days,

Followed me everywhere, through fields and byways.

Friend of mine on cold, cold nights

Cuddled snug in bed to ward of nightime frights

Long walks together on a sunny day, 

Looking for somewhere new to play.

She grew old as I grew up,

Life is all to short for a poodle pup.

I got married and moved away,

She was now too old to play.

My life was different, hers came to an end.

I will never forget my childhood friend.

Love lives forever and memories are true

Poppett was first and I will remember you.

©Janice Schaub.

Poppett, Petite Poppett. She was our first poodle. She was not the last. We had a wonderful friendship and we spent so much time together. She was bought at first for my mum I suppose but my mum didn't have the time that I did as a child. So it was natural that we became friends. I never noticed she was getting old. When she got tired she would ask to be picked up and I would carry her home. She was a small dog and we went for miles across the fields. She was really my first love when it came to having a pet. She slept in my bed. Dad would always take her out at night and then let her in with me. She would snuggle under the covers with me. The house was not heated so we would shiver together and hug the hot water bottle. She spoilt me for any other breed of dog. I have always loved poodles. I have four now. I won't ever forget any one of the ones who came before. 

Bethlehem......Glory.....two poems.

Was Jesus born on Christmas day

In Bethlehem so far away?

Three Wise men led by a star

Brought wonderous gifts from afar

In a stable they found the child

Laying there so meek and mild.

They fell and worshiped Him their king

While heavens angels in glory sing.

Imagine what that small town saw

So much wonder and such awe

Our God came down from heaven to earth

To show mankind what they were worth.

He came to save us all from sin

So we could reconcile with Him.

So the lowley creatures sleep

The ox, the ass and the sheep.

Around His crib among the straw

The shepherds and Kings sleep on the floor

Mary glows with inner joy

So lovingly tends her baby boy.

Angels from the realms on high

Appear above the evening sky

What wonders came upon that eve

God is seeking who will believe

Bend your knees, accept your King

His Spirit comes to dwell within.

©Janice Schaub.......Nov 2014

Glory
Glory be to God on High Heaven and earth on Him rely. To bring the harvest safe within, All of nature comes to Him. Angels worship Him above, Mortals adore Him with their love. All glory from the heavenly host Praising Father Son and Holy Ghost. Praise Him all who dwell below, Upon whose gifts He does bestow.
©Janice Schaub Nov 2014

Cousins.....................

Cousins Muslim, Christian and the Jew One God we worship.......Cousins true. We may follow a different Lord? But the One true God is adored. The way is true, the path is love. We all seek guidence from above. Some have strayed from this clear path Al-Quaida is the way of wrath. The devil temps us all you see? All this hate fills him with glee. He rules this world till the good Lord come, Till our time on earth is done. For now, we must not let him win, with hope filled hearts we must begin. To live and love and work together, So that we can live forever, In this world and in the next, Then we'll have that devil vexed. Cousins all and cousins one we must win this fight begun. Fight the hatred with true love Make the world like Heaven above.  ©Janice Schaub 2005

October Day........October Sky..............

October Day. Blue blue skys on an October day I know the snow can't be far away. Snow to the North and to the West So far it's sunny and I feel blessed. I sit in the garden enjoying the sun, while leaves fall from the trees, Autumns begun. There won't be many more days like this So I close my eyes for the suns last kiss. ©Janice Kay Schaub 2012 October Sky Crystal clear and brightest blues against the trees in Autumn hues, Cooler mornings and weaker sun Tell us that the Fall's begun. Brilliant shades of red and gold Against that sky.....a joy to behold. ©JKS 2012

Raindrop Races..............

Raindrop races on window pane
Children waiting for sunny days again.
Noses pressed against the glass
"Who will win"? the children ask.
One drop races out ahead
just as mum says "Time for bed"
One more moment Joey said
"My raindrop just got way ahead".
Sister Sally on her way home
Is out there walking all alone.
Its raining hard and the wind does blow
Grandma says it will turn to snow.
The back door slams as Sally comes in
Joey's raindrop scores a win.

© Janice Kay Schaub ..... Sept 2014

Autumn Days, revised...............

Autumn leaves all Russet and gold  Winters breath blows in so cold.  Puffy clouds float in blue sky  Leaves of all colours pile up high.  sunny days are crisp and cool  replacing the heat beside the pool.  Walks in woodlands now become  A pleasure for most everyone.  Birds and beast all do prepare  for what comes very soon to their  woodland homes and places of rest.  The birds prepare their winters nest.  The black bear prepares her winters home  to sleep till Springtime can once more come.  Returns again and life renews  and the forests wear much different hews . life again will be fresh and young  springtimes here for everyone.  Not for awhile though first comes the Fall  Nature hears the distant call.  The birds begin to migrate soon  Drawn to leave before the icy moon.  Leaves of purple drift on down  to join their brothers on the ground. ©Janice K Schaub This is an older one you will see at the beginning of this blog, I just added a couple of lines to it.

Shadow Wolves..............

Shadow Wolves
The mist swirls through the forest and brings a primevil tug along my spine. Long ago wolves look out at me their spirits linger in the fog. Voices echo on the winds that move among the pine Shadows move and shimmer is that some ancient dog? Something from our long ago moves with stealth out in the mists Did I see a shadow and eyes with eerie glow? Stalking me from another time or is it my mind that twists I hurry home with coat pulled tight Up to my quivering chin. I feel the ancient need of flight I need to get within. I close the door and lean on it. I flip the switch that gives me light, I pull the drapes and then I sit No longer feeling that need of flight.  The window panes shudder with the strength of the fray I am so glad to be inside. I gather my fear and shake it away I do not need to hide. Tis just my imagination that keeps me in fear There is no ghostly dog I did not hear that distant clear sound of a howl in the fog.

©Janice Kay Schaub 2013 Sharing with Adorned from above

Mystic Horses......................

Mystic Horses
Mystic horses with rainbows run Her golden horn that shines in the sun. She hides from humans watchful eye, The very last refuse to die. They dwell in secret hidden glen Remnants of a time when, Eden was right here on earth. Eden now awaits  rebirth. Creatures with such beauty dwell In places mankind can not tell She hides her beauty from human sight She glides on stardust in the night. In secret glades among the trees She folds her wings and bends her knees. She sleeps on fragrant mossy bed The ferns will hide her sleepy head. When misty morning sun arise She once more takes off to the skys She drifts above the fluffy cloud Vapour surrounds her like a shroud. If you should catch her unaware You would have to stop and stare. You would have to believe it's a dream Creatures like her have never been seen Since that first perfect garden, from dust arose, That's gone forever, everyone knows. ........but that beautiful horse forever flys with magical mystery through the skys.
©Janice Kay Schaub  ......  May 2012
Sharing with Inspire Me Monday

Autumn Walks.......

Autumn Walks.
I see Autumn leaves all swirling down In shades of Olive,scarlet, amber and brown. I take deep breaths of cold crisp air And catch a stray leaf in tendrils of hair. I raise my face towards the sun It's weaker now that summer is done. My last eager walks in woodlands deep, Before all is done and put to sleep Under blankets of snow and freezing ice. Everything now is so precious and nice. The sky is so blue, so pristine and bright Soon it will be leaden and looking like night. I can't miss out on these heavenly days I need to soak up the last gentle rays.
©Janice Kay Schaub .... September 2014