Rodney Warndahl

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Rodney Warndahl's Poetry


    Being there as my children grow Sidewalk restaurants, coffee for two Real butter over toast Amusement park tours thru afternoon Basic freedom to come/go Navy uniforms privileged wearing Global adventure: destination unknown Tendermost caring Ocean sunsets rippling crimson-gold Phone chats lasting hour on hour Dancing (music or no) –...
  • Autumn's Sky

    Autumn’s sky spans as a hazy grey ocean, Forewarning bold metamorphoses in motion.   On season cessation, resplendence has palled; Somber palettes supplanted lost colours of fall.   Bare boughs sprawl upwards with skeletal fingers; Sun imparts warmth although must struggle to linger.   Leaves, long spiritless, are with...