Today was quietly spectacular

Today was quietly spectacular, walking by the ponds, hearing the trilling song of red-winged blackbirds returning, my heart soothed by beauty.

It Feels Like Chilies in Adobo

  It Feels like Chilies in Adobo the birds came walking birds came walking birds came walking over the drift of dried grasses into fence No where to go but up they whistled to each other and it sounded like a choir tuning up in heaven from the look of things they left and aren’t…

In the garden

listen within this moment winging inside a conscious rhythm surfaces in birdsong our breath tree shadows our hearts green dappling light tomato leaf and garlic scent dirt and water the steps we take earth on our knees the whole universe inside us dreams become real a star bursts in daylight the seven sisters whirl across…

White Wings

  Four pelicans Glide white wings through azure sky beneath a morning moon, soaring. They were just paddling a tight circle on a small clear lake, fishing, Moments ago.   Human angels against A backdrop of hate Raised white linen wings fashioned for protection To shield hearts shattered from grief From a raw harshness yet…

On Summer Solstice

On Summer Solstice Let there be a ceremony of Light in our hearts. Let our bodies move like sunflowers turn … turn, turning towards sun so there is this refracting, impossible burst, receiving, receiving it, and then Light bends, through deep recess, hiding places, stoney blocks of our histories: just like that flat out shining…

Snow Goddess Sings

Snow goddess sings in mallard wings through frosted dawn. Wink of another moon she paints across eastern skies and a new season rises. Reflected in whirled ice she lounges by creek bank in snowdrifts, coaxing, teasing water with old stories until it gurgles, chortling beneath solid surface. Snow goddess ecstatic in blizzard becomes the oak…

Covered with Flowers

On a magical plain in Wyoming flowers are blooming like wands. Their white flames touch my heart as I watch them swaying in morning sun, and there is a part of me that will stay here motionless outside of time in a slow dance cheek to cheek with the earth, Pachamama  covered with flowers, with…

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ INSIDE

Today i walk inside a peony she is calling me– this beautiful flower, i hear her amongst morning sounds of waking birds and wind and her fragrance plays a song which opens my heart i breathe and her song becomes a balm of light entering my body i climb this soft path into creation i…

Haiku for a Melon

Grow mightily sweet in these dog days of summer, dream big, wee melon!

The Refuge of a Pumpkin Flower

When the beauty one encounters is so vast it defies description, I wonder if my heart, beaming strongly through these words is enough to portray why witnessing the refuge of a pumpkin flower awakened me?

The Promise of Plums

The promise of plums like glowing constellations spark the midday sky      

Like a Raccoon – Washing Potatoes for a Frittata

Sometimes mornings are like this: Like a Raccoon: Washing Potatoes for a Frittata Holding the potato under running water I turn it, over and over finding the little eyes, then my fingers working to flick them off, cleaning my own eyes not watching  –  there, but gazing off to the left the brightness of the kitchen door…

The Delicate Trails of Deer through Snow-flight

A few days ago I woke up to six more inches of snow and surprise tracks at the back door. I could see them from the kitchen. I live right in town, and a small town at that. It takes about 2 minutes to get to the country, and even from my back yard I can turn…