If you want to hear a story of perseverance, ask the ivy.
Ivy
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Piles Right Now
piles of pennies in the car
piles of books by my bed
piles of mail on the counter
piles of plans in my mind
piles of leaves on the grass
Brassica Oleracea
What’s it like to be so bright, so vivid,
so beautiful in the morning sun?
No runway model could ever compete
with your intricate brilliance.
Bridges
from me to you
and you to him
from cold to warm
from sink to swim
from sad to mad
and sea to land
from life to life
and back again
Angels
Rays of late afternoon sun rained down into the water.
I thought I heard angels calling, but realized it was the
geese in the distance.
Where Fear Hides
in the eyes of a tired stranger
folded between words in a letter
tucked into the loft shelves
floating beside autumn winds
unsuspected, under hot pink petals
Mighty Heron
I consider it a fortunate day when
we see one another through the river reeds.
River Sounds
Sometimes I lay in the loft and hear the water hit the docks.
The boats sway and their bumpers whine.
Ducks call out with protesting quacks and geese
continue their conversation in mid-flight.
I’ll miss you when we leave, dear river;
but will keep your sounds buried deep in my peaceful heart.
Goldenrod in the Fog
Hovering above a field of goldenrod,
the fog lifted slowly and floated away.
Swaying slightly in the cool morning breeze,
the stalks readied themselves for a better view.
Thoughts of Zinnias
Listening to an important financial discussion,
hoping to understand and process the information–
my thoughts kept returning to the zinnias
in my mother’s late summer garden.
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