Lavender Roses

Lavender roses and columbine in my garden they call home are content in their rooted destiny, rejoice in release from dark soil At sunrise on my own accord I walk outside to smell their sweetness, the flowers meditate with me and teach me their scented dharma   Top photo courtesy of Pixabay Advertisements

Persephone Handiwork

We returned at midnight, a Hawthorne in the headlights greeted us at the garage; the rest of the yard in darkness Only after awakening to the May morning light did I see Persephone’s handiwork accomplished during my absence The ankle-high fiddle heads I’d left behind had grown to thigh-high ferns, ground cover green before I’d … More Persephone Handiwork

Train of Thought

“With every thought there’s a ‘Yes, but…’ With every idea comes another idea. This is the labyrinth of thought.” Chase Twichell Clickity clack along the track a train of thought pulls into the station to empty itself of cargo While sitting still at the station other ideas come clickity clacking from myriad directions With its cargo emptied a … More Train of Thought

Lightning Luminaires

Tiny fleeting spotlights disappear as they arise not beaming to illuminate stars upon a stage but briefly shining light upon a myriad of ordinary moments lived in untamed fields on summer nights  Day Twenty-three prompt: Write a poem about an animal. I chose to write about fireflies or lightning bugs as we called them when I … More Lightning Luminaires

Watercolor Rain

Rains in spring turn puddles into rainbows even a single bead of rain landing on a budding tulip’s leaf reflects all the colors of our world Though I walk in springtime puddles sunlight seems to follow me as a shadow of kaleidoscopic hues  Day Twenty-two prompt: Write a poem that engages with another art form. … More Watercolor Rain

Psychic Boomerang

I threw a psychic boomerang on a sunny day when striped umbrellas upside down where catching drops of sunshine I watched it fly by turquoise trees past pastel pterodactyls reverse its course come back to me three days before I’d thrown it  Day Twenty-one prompt: Write a poem that incorporates wild, surreal images. Try to play … More Psychic Boomerang