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Tag Archives: nature
Reverence
the way the sun rains on leaves,
pouring its heart out,
spilling heat and light
over each scalloped ruby,
inspires a gentle and quiet reverence
Dreams
dreams float free from their daytime cages,
and melt into the evening skies
Leaning into these words
moonshine
lemon zest
bittersweet
pea pods
silver threads
indigo bunting
tumeric tea
pumpkins
Pine Needles
while driving down a road in October
i pull into a wooded area,
turn off my music,
take the dog out of the car
and walk along a small path
surrounded by pines–
the trees are dressed in vermillion
and cadmium yellow–
i scoop up a handful of pine needles
and stuff them into my pockets,
take a deep breath
and head back to the car
Survive
spiders build webs,
with determination and drive–
one must admire their
unwavering will to survive
Ghosts
ghosts dance in my thoughts–
the fog lifts,
carrying them downriver
Rustle
i heard the wind making leaves rustle
on a tree the other day–
in that very moment,
it was the most beautiful sound ever heard
Clandestine
“I like the word clandestine. It feels medieval. Sometimes I think of words as being alive. If clandestine were alive, it would be a pale little girl with hair the color of fall leaves and a dress as white as the moon. ”
from the novel, Tell the Wolves I’m Home by Carol Rifka Brunt
Spirit
almost impossibly
you grew in a most inhospitable place
and we marveled at your tiny spine
and huge spirit
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