Volume Three

Volume Three: Volume three is a collection of poems, written and revised by W. Diane Van Zwol, pending publication or previously published as individual pieces of poetry.

1. Poised (Haiku)

Carved into the trunk
Of a declining oak tree,
The woman stands poised.

2. Mystery 1 - The Giant

Gone the Giant...none can see
What lies o'er there...a mystery.
The Giant poses in repose,
But gone today...I do suppose
That hidden by gray blanket thick,
Hours away, the clock will tick,
Without the Giant waking up...
Too early in the day to sup.
Secure within a hidden veil
That oft' obscures an early sail,
The Giant sleeps, just rests a day,
Until the fog wills self away.
But beauty often hides beneath
The pow'r of Love or nature's sheath.
Awake the Giant, no one can...
But surely, there's a higher plan
As nature changes ev'ry day.
The Giant is still here to stay.
No imag'ry this early morn...
Just one alert...a deep fog horn.
The Giant's there...one cannot see,
Creating thus that mystery.
Reality...the Giant's gone
Until full bursting of the dawn.

DEDICATION

This poem is dedicated to my father, Edwin W. Kukkee, who taught me to see beauty in all things. He too wrote poetry and always had music in his life as he played a very sweet violin.

Like my father, I write on inspiration. I began writing poetry when I was young but gained a more serious appreciation of poetry as an adult.

In the 1990's I began to publish internationally. I believe that poetry is an amazing gift to be treasured by all who write or simply read it.

Most of my adult years, I worked as a registered nurse or as a counsellor. I have a Bachelor of Arts in Religious Studies and a Master of Arts in Philosophy. I learned web design so that I could publish my poetry and photography as well as that of others.

I feel that this is the new mode of publication and it makes international publication challenging and exciting.

3. I Can Draw You Closer

I can draw you closer than the blackest hours of darkest night penetrating and encompassing your weeping soul, to comfort you in your hour of total devastation and utter loneliness.

I can hold you tighter than the strongest cords of life or death that bind, with soft tendrils of warm, sincere compassion to mend your hurting wounds and comfort your aching, broken heart.

I can touch you deeper than the longest, sharpest sword of tragedy, piercing beyond the bones and marrow of your existence to strengthen you with a warm ray of eternal love, to bring you to my self.

I can make you cleaner and purer than the wisps of feathered clouds that float so gently and graciously across the autumn sky and free you from a life of torment, pain, endless suffering and grief.

I can seal you in my heart with love so strong that none can tear apart the very depths of being, the essential core of life itself. This is simply a claim in faith for you and yours, for generations yet to come.

4. Imagine!

Imagine!
Imagine the possibility!
Picture the impossible becoming the possible!
Envision the expansion of your horizon and reach your destiny!
Open new horizons that will help you to fufill your dreams and reach new goals!
Picture many others following in your footsteps as you climb up!
See yourself awakening their dreams and their visions!
Be the leader not the follower!
You will lead!