Author Archives: William Wayne Smith

The Drought

Posted on August 27, 2021 by William Wayne Smith

I dreamt of a burning forest.A single spark ignited the terror.Roaring flames consumed everything. The hardiest trees have become brittle and dry.The fields are brown and barren.The wells bring forth only a trickle. The burning sun is high above me.Each … Continue reading →

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Racing

Posted on August 20, 2021 by William Wayne Smith

The days make sense again I have been running into the future,At every turn I find new struggles.I meet them head-on undeterred. As I ran this endless race,I found my true history. My stories have been all wrong.Every phrase had … Continue reading →

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Memories in my heart

Posted on August 13, 2021 by William Wayne Smith

Winter is becoming a faded memory. Beautiful window frostIcy branches crackling in the windA snow angel or twoCrunchy paths in the snowy yard The images rest in the depths of my heart. I was imagining a yellow kite today.The playing … Continue reading →

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A Splash of Joy

Posted on July 24, 2020 by William Wayne Smith

Today, I am full of joy. I’m running in the family lake. Continue reading →

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