Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Tag

What do the waving ferns say?   1 comment

Fern edges

                                                                     They whisper, they coax.

                                                                     A cloud moves, and the shadow goes deep

                                                                     When you bend on knee at their appeal,

                                                                     They pull

                                                                     you under dizzying spell

                                                                     Pulse of in-and-out edges

                                                                     Reminds you to breathe.

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flowing/spring sky   5 comments

A river
of blooms, a lake
of sky

 

Among the Oregon Brambles   6 comments

blossoms and birdsongs
hanging in the air
chandeliers and chimes

 

and I sit with them   6 comments

 

In their one whole voice
The flowers are speaking,
Learning the land

 

Tranquil Observer   5 comments

This is our garden guardian, Stumpy, seated at the hub of the known universe, noting the Big Dipper’s clang as it changes its tilt, and watching for the wax and wane of sweet woodruff at his feet.  He has grown more cryptic with time, merging peacefully with lichen and leaf litter. His words are few, the usual mix of earth and sky.
 
 
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                                                                            Celebrate your deep-trailed
                                                                            heart, feather-lined lake
                                                                            star-dropped cares, caught lightly
 
                                                                            Sing your full-bucket
                                                                            song, off-beat rhyme
                                                                            spiraled ellipse, anchored sweetly
 

Blue and Silver   4 comments

A flowering
of clouds from sky to sand
and back again

 

Where Sky Meets Marsh   9 comments

Evening reverie

From unseen frogs, a thousand

hallelujahs

 

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