Tag Archives: nature

To Do List (A Fantasy Version)

yellow orchids
photo by Sylvia

fly with the geese
live in a miniature village beneath huge orchids
become invisible and wander the world
ride a unicorn
physically step into the pages of a book
have a conversation with fish (and cows and birds and horses and cats)
walk into a painting
travel in a time machine

April Love Letters

dried roses
photo by Sylvia

This list inspired by Susannah Conway.

Dear Love, where did we go wrong?
Dear Home, you are not made of bricks and mortar.
Dear Feet, i must take better care of you.
Dear Morning, i know we can be friends.
Dear Intuition, thank you.
Dear Books, i love you.
Dear Rest, you are always welcome.
Dear Younger Me, be kinder, more generous and less self-absorbed.
Dear Imagination, why don’t you call as often?
Dear First Love, please forgive me.
Dear Hunger, you swallow me whole.
Dear Future Me, i hope you’ve found your way.
Dear Senses, i cherish you.
Dear Courage, do not desert me.
Dear Shadows, can you make a puppet?
Dear Legs, you are mighty.
Dear Family, practice patience and love.
Dear Kindness, we are close now and i am grateful.
Dear Money, you still frighten me after all these years.
Dear Reflection, always at odds with the world.
Dear Sky, you are sill lovely when you cry.
Dear Fear, why do you follow me?
Dear Magic, you are my saving grace.
Dear Truth, help me find the answers.
Dear America, it’s not all about you.
Dear Heart, if only you could be lighter.
Dear Change, you never fail to show up.
Dear Laughter, thank goodness you have not foresaken me.
Dear Sancutuary, i miss you.
Dear Sylvia, it will be ok.

One Day

yellow tulip and primrose
photo by Sylvia

i witnessed a devastating fire on a sunny day in March,
i heard the glass pop and the timbers fall within great plumes of suffocating black smoke–
i placed my face close to the velvet petals of a tulip and felt a cool greeting in response–
i watched a small child ride a scooter in the street and an old woman yell at him to move along, his indifference made clear in the straight position of his young shoulders–
i held a pup’s head that will grow to be larger than my own and marveled at her soft, gangling beauty–
almost too much for a lifetime, let alone, for a day

This song on my mind on a rainy Monday

blue skies calm water
photo by Sylvia

Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why,
You had to hide away
For so long where did we go wrong.

Hey there Mr. Blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do,
Everybody smiles at you.

Written by Jeff Lynne, The Electric Light Orchestra, 1977