Yesterday morning’s fog
held a tinge of pale pink
A slight relief from
recent grays
There was something
varied in its lifting as well
No intention of completely
disappearing into emerging
sunbeams – only hiding
for a bit – waiting for
an opportunity to once
again share its surprising tint
Patience – let the soft hues
permeate your dreams-
And who knows, your
soul may be soothed by
an appearance of peaceful
pink in tomorrow’s sunrise-
If you remember to look
Tag: nature
Simply Sunday
Trumpeter Swan
Before taking flight
your snow white wings
gracefully expand
above the water
Scalloped feet paddle below-
An unseen source of
strength supporting
your angelic dance
An unseen
Source of
Strength
Not strength
displayed with
force, but instead,
filtered through grace
Each gesture
a reminder-an
ethereal expression
of eternal affection
Book Cover Reveal
Available March 15, 2026!
A big thanks to Raw Earth Ink! And also to my friend, Bill McCloud, for the following:
“Kelley Morris deciphers cloud shapes as an attempt to understand the world, and her place in it. It’s a comfort read that will bring a sense of calm into your life at a time when we need it the most. Her dialogue with the sky is not done in a naïve manner, but with eyes wide open. Reading her work is breathtaking.” Bill McCloud, author of The Error of the Stars
Winter Wisdom
My breath catches
in the bitter cold
Teeth chatter
Shoulders shake
To escape Winter’s arrival,
I need to move faster
Instead, my motions slow
Besides, there is no escaping
And winter won’t last forever
Merely long enough
to remind me what
is important
Warmth from
a cozy blanket
Steam from a
cup of hot tea
The much-needed
rest that occurs
as I lean my head
against your shoulder
Simply Sunday
And in Turn
Have you ever noticed
how clouds, while providing
shade for the Earth, also
provide shade for each other?
Strange
I never thought of
clouds needing shade
Then I think of a parent,
providing comfort
for their child, suddenly
the one being comforted
Or a teacher, planning
lessons for her class,
realizing her students
may be her best teachers
Like the clouds, our layers
carry such a variety
in their purpose
To give and receive
To hold and be held
To cry while also
drying your tears
To feel the sweet relief
provided by a cloud on
a blistering hot day
And in turn, offer
a cool drink of water
to the one standing just
out of reach of the cloud’s
soothing, reassuring shelter
Not the Only One
Pink lines and blue spaces
pulled me into the day
Inviting my thoughts,
one note at a time
A quiet calling, not
rushed, but encouraging-
Today waits for your melody.
Waits for our melodies-
Whether joyful
or melancholy
Raucous or
Peaceful
So, go ahead, sing
Let your notes float on
the breeze, blending
with others before
returning to you
A new song-
not meant to soothe
every worry, but to
remind us that we are
not the only ones singing
Song and Sway
The bird outside my window
sings proudly, loudly
Her message carries
intent and direction
She shows little concern
that I am listening to her song
The evening breeze travels
through a row of pines
Its direction and strength
changing often, paying
no mind as I stand nearby,
listening to its peaceful sway
If only I had the tenacity
of the bird and the breeze
to share my song and sway,
my true self, without fear
Confident, no matter who
stands nearby, listening
A Little Preview
Sharing two poems from my upcoming collection, The Space Between Clouds! Release date March 15,2026!
IN THE CLOUDS
Posed on a calm
quiet breeze
or shouted
in frantic storms
The question remains the same
Do you see me?
My soul longs
to slow down
to be still
Locking my eyes on
The whole of you
Do you see me?
Recognizing the purpose
provided in your design
whether serene or inclement
Answering your question
as you answer mine
Yes! There you are! I see you!
SMILING BLUE
A patch of baby blue
cheerfully smiled,
Good morning
A welcomed greeting
following recent gray
heavy-mist days
Even the sun
attempted a greeting
but its rays produced only
a white glow behind
the lingering clouds-
An overcast day lay ahead
One glance in the rearview
and there was that smiling
patch of baby blue
reminding me of you-
Your smile, even in passing
always a welcomed sight
Forever remaining close
Even if the day is long
Even if the day is gloomy
Even if I’m simply wishing
for more time with you
Simply Sunday
Imprints
The essence of its spirit,
elegant and strong,
left an imprint in the
afternoon clouds
I must have missed
Its graceful flight
Even the breeze was
unable to diminish the
wondrous wingspan or
stifle the sense of awe
captured by the clouds
Only as my journey ended
and I turned toward home,
did the image dissipate,
leaving delicate feathers
to float above the horizon
One enduring message-
Though no longer visible,
my spirit remains nearby-
Only close your eyes
and open your heart
“…but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
Isaiah 40:31 NIV
A Kind Hello
As I stepped out of my car,
the sound of ocean waves
filled my head-Effortless,
sea swells flowed in and out
I could almost smell
the salt water
A sudden realization-
I’m in the middle of
Oklahoma-No ocean here
But the sound was distinct
Was my mind playing tricks?
Or was it a memory trying
to make its way home
The breeze gently laughed
as it wound its way through
a nearby avenue of pines
Branches gracefully swayed
back and forth-Their greeting,
a perfect likeness to ocean waves
I suppose a kind Hello!
holds joy no matter the
language or the messenger
Piano Girl 