as the sun goes down,
ghosts gather
Ghosts
Tag Archives: sunset
Spin
i watch the sun go down–
my breath hot on the wind
i watch the hawk ride the currents
and feel the earth slightly spin
Lyrics: 4
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there’s blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail over the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are
from the song Eagle and the Hawk by John Denver, 1971
Three Words: One Week: 3
morning mist arising
Lost Memories
where do lost memories live?
One Life
so many lifetimes are lived in one life
Dreams
dreams float free from their daytime cages,
and melt into the evening skies
Alive
i had to pull over,
put my hazard lights on,
roll my car window down,
and take an image of the sky
which was pink and blue
and yellow and completely other-worldly–
it held me captive
and made me so grateful to be
alive in that very moment
A quote a day for a week:4
(from the poem: Lady Weeping At The Crossroads)
Lady, weeping at the crossroads
Would you meet your love
In the twilight with his greyhounds
And the hawk on his glove?
Poem excerpt by W. H. Auden, music written to this poem and sung by Carla Bruni from the album, No Promises, 2007
Things I saw on a Wednesday in Summer
a small yellow butterfly
a young osprey
three downy ducklings
a stunning sunset
grey seagulls
honking Canada geese
a tiny chipmunk
a great blue heron
two delicate dragonflies
and a soft peach rose
spanishwoods 