Two sandhill cranes graced my yardPranced their annual gift, unruffledKnees high with each graceful stepBeaks uplifted in stately postureWere they parading their beauty for me? No, mating season trek The NaPoWriMo prompt today was to write in the poetic form of sijo. I used poetic license to play around with the syllables a bit. Photo … More Annual Gift
My heart longs to findstill islands of dreamer-songshushed enough to hearwhispers of sweet somethingsabout the beauty we each holdnudging me to createbeauty from this beautybefore it fades Graphic courtesy of Pixabay
I can’t vacation on the beach after I leave this world Or feel the sun’s warmth on my face after I leave this world No longer will we share our meals after I leave this world So, I better do it now while I’m still here I won’t be penning poems like this after I … More While I’m Still Here
Colors, spirited in autumn array roar out to us acknowledgement that winter soon will be whooshing in with callow shadows and chill But don’t despair, dear one, autumn is a lucid whisper that all of life is mortal that all of nature turns Beauty is enhanced when we accept its ephemeral nature let us treasure … More Autumn’s Portent
the written word, words unspoken wind chimes in a breeze seasonal changes, all kinds of changes, even the ones that I fear children growing into adults adults remaining childlike trees planted generations ago and trees that sprout through sidewalks the quiet nature of rocks the flowing nature of streams the busy nature of squirrels the … More What Inspires Deep Respect Tinged with Awe
In the winter of my nature I retreat to pull into myself be still and gather energy for a cycle of rebirth In the winter of my nature I notice the beauty of bare foundations like the gnarls on my backyard tree covered in busyness before now visible and highlighted with snow Tour Guide of … More The Winter of My Nature
Amazing art breathes through me Extending me its energy In waves of chatter-cleansing That fill a void with beauty Of silence I have been going to an art therapy workshop on Wednesdays at the Karmanos Cancer Treatment Center in Farmington Hills, MI (USA) for a couple of years. It provides a creative outlet for … More Art Breathes Through Me
Consider the beauty of autumn leaves in their last days before letting go Can we embrace such beauty of this non-attachment? We, too, can watch phenomena arise and pass away like hunger or fatigue, a storm or creative thought Investigate what arises then let go of the feelings then let go of even the thoughts … More Letting Go of Latching On
Wind Rush 