
love,
born in a small child,
a calm six years young,
holding an infant with
tiny toes, heavy head,
hungry, trusting, growing, Continue reading

love,
born in a small child,
a calm six years young,
holding an infant with
tiny toes, heavy head,
hungry, trusting, growing, Continue reading

The rhododendron doesn’t bloom
like the cherry, in wispy pink petals
that fall like snow in the first wind,
no, the rhododendron blooms
like a queen, standing her ground,
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under the glass sky
trembling like butterfly wings,
thousands of orchids
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after a hard rain,
flowers cast away petals
and bow to the wind
the rich darkness of the earth
smells ripe, bitter and alive
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kids hunting tadpoles,
my icy toes walk, slip, slide
against the flow
dappled light on green water
birds hop branch to branch heckling
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birds shake rain from wings,
the wind speaks in the trees
split leaf casings dance
withholding from hungry leaves
a dawn breakfast of sunlight
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surf pounds the shore
of pink and gray speckled granite,
damp, stinging rain
when I move, even stones
sparkle like diamonds
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Saturday morning,
the birds create a stir but
the wind holds its breath
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bluejays shake their wings
cottonfloss snowflakes tumble
snowdrops dip low
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I take comfort,
no matter white streaks
in my hair, endless
cold nights, and
long work days —
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Winter days dwindle,
tree lights, tinsel and
hearts kindle.
Chilled to the bone,
those who roamed
came home.
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outside the box,
even mushrooms are homes
full of heart
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