Saturday, December 21, 2013

Solstice

here's to a
Happy Solstice
keeping warm
through this longest night.

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Saturday, June 22, 2013

scrolling

words rose from the page like smoke
sweet smoke from an ember tipped wand
scented smoke from a warm glowing ember
chapter upon chapter
the ruby tipped wand
made light of the page
in the unlit room
words uncurled like smoke
caressed the ceiling leaned back
kissed the window

the page turned
 words gripped the page
like tallies of worth
with talons distended
the ceiling fell
in a puff of smoke
a few last wisps 
clung to the glass
of the night darkened window
the ember paled leaving
an ashen tipped stick in its stead


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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Rufous


One of a charm of Rufous Hummingbirds, blownup and blurry




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Wednesday, February 6, 2013

OOOPS!

OH WELL

Lost in the ether, probably not alone though.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

January



January arrives portrayed by a two headed god. A new year begins and an old one ends on a calendar which follows the sun and forgets the moon. The computer faithfully registers the change by immediately eliminating the numeral two and replacing it with a three. Nature is indifferent.

More reflective of nature is the garden. It is encircled by trees and the ground beneath them grows wild and untamed. Leaves lie where they land sheltering wild flower seeds and bugs. The birds pick through them. The cat watches the birds. The dog chases the cat. The birds fly away. They will come back. 

Somewhere between nature and calendar, one small corner of the garden sits outright in the sun and is cultivated. It flooded unto desolation in December. As the water receded, wind bared the carefully tended plot into gnarly swirls of mud soaked straw. January topped it with ice. It will need a kind hand to be beautiful again. 

Other than the usual winter disarray, the garden left wild is undisturbed.
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Friday, January 25, 2013

Spiral


Out of the hollows of abandoned bones
a liminal hand strikes on stone
the silent pulse between dusk and night
there carves the image
 of sound and light.

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