Tag Archives: nature

White Bird

She, full of secret pines, shadow-limbed beneath a pale disc of winter sun, waltzing solo in snow-caked hills, blood-red quill tucked behind her left ear, just in case the urge to climb spires and trace spheres via a fierce run … Continue reading

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Musing

Birdless solitude, Winter’s song, slow, deep, solemn– Musing upon spring.

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Charred

I was there, nameless gluttony of charged particles, when the dream-trees were felled by alabaster whorls of lightning. From the siege I salvaged a charred branch, which became my staff, my walking stick, and I began to wander in search … Continue reading

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Awe

To walk in fields of blue lightning, to see with a child’s snow-driven eyes, is to receive awe and grace; the tasseled forks of God’s split tongues and blonde fuzzies coercing you to savor.

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Crayfish

Crayfish, obsidian, antennaed, slick with frothy scum as you crawl up from the brackish rim of a forgotten pond, my heart recalls you as an ancient mystic, an oracle of medicine, who needs not license nor recognition to exact vital … Continue reading

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Love Story

Misty wandering, the lonely monk meets a tree– bowing, they shed tears.

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Georgia O’ Keefe

Palette, to translate the soft sermons of flowers– verses minus words.

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Limbs

Limbs by autumn light, skeleton jig in the round– Curtain rises, falls.

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Reap

Solid golden lean, Cottonwood’s solemn oath– bare to Winter’s reap.

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Mating Call

In a traceless sky, Dali’s lovebird moustaches– Dada’s nature call.

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