I volleyed philosophy while playing foosball with friends I lost. It was a truth at the time but the next day there was still so much to learn So, I learned a new truth infused it with music to enlighten a darkness for all seeking cousins and me Adjusting my focus to shadows in eyes, … More Emerging Realms
You can’t predict just whenthe first frost licks your lawnor when the iris bulb awakens tounwind her indigo Canada geese might return ormaple leaves may turn crimsonearlier than expectedin the seasonal movement Annual variations occurespecially now with climate change But the start of day whether overcast or clear,can be predicted with the dawn chorusof crows and … More Dawn Chorus
Autumn’s amber shadowslowly unfolds across maples and elms,and sycamore trees and willows During this prelude,when the ground is not yet spangled in goldlet us piece a warmhearted quiltfrom this dappled fabric of changeto blanket us for the durationof our impending winter slumber Photo taken from my back porch in Michigan.
Mildly older this morningwith a chance of isolated interbeingmoving in later from the SSE.You may experience loss, love,or unexpected unleashing of happiness Chance of afternoon errands and chores 90%.Evening will cool with scatteredSchofferhofer or Tangueray refreshments Partly cloudy skies at moonrisewhich coincide with sunset.Considerable golden duskalong with full-moon view likely. Firefly and bat showerspossible through … More Daily Forecast for Magnolia Grove
Shadow makers on breezy, lazy summer daysWhipped cream for a strawberry moonCalligraphic poems penned in wispy white vaperBouquet of white blossoms in an azure garden, Sometimes a drifting puff of sweetnesscollecting sunrise peachSometimes a roiling thunderheadreleasing electric dramaAlways lyrical, constantly changing its tuneAlways elusive, can never be held in the hand Maybe dreams reside there … More Whipped Cream on a Strawberry Moon
Sensuous scent of a hidden loveflows through memory of Eastern windsas a voice of celestial currentsthat electrify desire My heart’s focus is the tiny bluethat peeks from ominous shadows Who I thought I was unfoldsas veins of life unknown to me before The Na/GloPoWriMo prompt for Day Two was a two-part prompt. First, we defined … More Passion’s Path to Fruition
How can I understand in my heartwhat doesn’t make sense in my head? How can I reconcile spiritual preceptswith logical ambiguity? Could it be like the canvas of skythere to support the changing clouds? Could it be like the constant silencethere to support splashes of sound? Photo taken from my front porch.
Enjoy bare feet in dewy morning grass, look for hummingbirds and turtles on a log savor juicy melons and sweet strawberries watch late sunsets while lying in the hammock ~ until you pause and reflect ~ that soon bare feet will chill on morning floors maples will take on a fiery hue you’ll don a … More Autumn Equinox Puente
Storm clouds ate the sun this morning swift, like the moon eats daylight in total solar eclipse thunder came, rain followed surfing the wind in tandem Then rain, thunder, darkness receded in reverse not lingering after their surge Photo taken from my front porch
We left our Midwest home this monthas trees had just begun to bud only daffodils had yet to bloom For a week we vacationed in the South, where spring was in its heyday lush green trees, bright peonies, splashes of wild roses Upon return to Michiganwe were greeted by the hawthornwith her blossomed sweet scent, … More Delight Twice
Wind Rush 