dark thoughts
seep into the dampness
of the dying day
The Dying Day
Tag Archives: trees
Reflections of Autumn
Excerpt: Woodswoman
“Life seems to have no beginning and no ending. Only the steady expansion of trunk and root, the slow pileup of duff and debris, the lap of water before it becomes ice, the patter of raindrops before they turn to snowflakes.”
from Woodswoman by Anne LaBastille, 1976
Walks in May (in images)
Surrounding
fog
and ferns
and seashells
with worn ridges–
spiraling thoughts,
and the steam
from a cup of hot tea
Watching
you were watching me
and i was watching you
Falling
my thoughts fell silently,
quietly–
in a soft, early morning hush
Breaking
winter strips everything down, reduces and refines —
the silhouette, the shadow, a breaking dawn, a fading dusk,
the whisper and the howl
Happy Christmas
These are difficult and trying times. I’ve had very little to say in the past several months, so this tiny blog has been quiet. Today I send out thoughts of hope, of peace, of healing, and of health for all. Be well my friends, Happy Christmas and Feliz Ano Nuevo.
Con todo mi Carino – Sylvia
Another Day
the trees flowered and then stopped flowering,
the sun still rises and rains on everything–
another day after all
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