A touch of summer to stave off fall for another day…
Practice 1194
A touch of summer to stave off fall for another day…
Category Archives: Poetry
through it.
Let’s find a way to play, trucks in the river, floating a boat in the current, weaving leaves on the wind, joy on the air.
“eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
-norman maclean
light purple
When another sees into my heart, celebrates my color, traces the shape of my most private words, then I achieve heaven. Thanks Paul, for holding close the hearts of flowers.
take me with you
My spirit needs a guide to take me higher today, and Holly has the magic spell. I feel lighter just reading her words.
Scatter magic wherever you go…
A welcome reminder from the universe and Gigi… thanks!
Magic of Five
How Many Fives Can You Find In
tuning
a star
a maple leaf
a baby’s open hand
and wiggling toes Continue reading
Symmetry
Symmetry of petals green,
hens and chicks, a flock of
rosettes and buds,
from maid to mother to crone. Continue reading
Bee Patient
towering salvia stalk,
every tiny purple trumpet
is tenderly touched Continue reading
Pet Wild
I have the smallest pets.
I don’t keep them in a cage. Continue reading
Prairie Petals
Flowers from the prairie
evoke a time when
pronghorns fled buffalo,
and prairie dogs
nibbled sagebrush
amid burrowing owls
and mountain plover. Continue reading
To Be a Covered Bridge
I like people who are like covered bridges,
sturdy and solid as houses, peaceful, still,
upright and bridging wide gulfs.
They take the high road. Their troubles wash away,
like floodwaters diverted into channels
fringed with loosestrife and cattails. Continue reading
Friendly Fairy Tales 