she had dreamt of a fog so thick that it clung to her like draping wet webs upon awakening
Dream Fog
Tag Archives: trees
Crying Trees
i watched the leaves fall gently from the trees
and for just a single moment, i thought the trees were crying
Lost
we have lost our way–
losing one another and so losing ourselves
Awe
For many days in a row, I found bloody feathers beneath a tree. I wondered if the culprit was a hawk, or an owl, or a cat. And then yesterday, as I was coming home from the little market down the street, I saw a small sparrow hawk with the flight precision of a fighter pilot, swoop under the tree. Immediately the tree emptied of other birds with shrill shrieks and frenetic chaos.
Walking over for a closer look, I watched him. It occurred to me that maybe I should be repulsed, or saddened or even frightened. But I was awe-struck. He looked down at me, straight into my eyes and I nodded, the tiniest little head nod, before turning away.
Who
repeatedly throughout those years she was asked,
“Who do you think you are?”
and after all this time, she still has no idea
Their Sorrow
the cherry blossoms weep, and i feel their sorrow
deep in the marrow of my restless soul
The Past
i dream of the past and suffer all over again
Spanishwoods is 2 1/2 years old. In that time I have brought only positive light to these blog pages. But for the next week, it’s going to get a little darker. One week of meloncholia. One week of a negative purging of sorts. If you have no desire to read a stormier version of the woods, skip this week and I will see you again in mid July.
What Summer Looks Like
summer looks like the tops of lush, green trees
and a steady dock,
the whisper of a flying finch,
and the setting of the evening sun
against the sweet smell of cut grass
Pink Clouds
the cherry blossoms loom above us in a pink cloud–
they rain on the grass and the roads, and we walk upon the blushing petals, bruising them with our weight,
as the pup wears one on her wet nose
Conversations
“She suffered years of domestic abuse and then one day in her 60’s decided to walk the entire Appalachian Trail.”
“If you have any icing left over, you did it wrong.”
“These things come in threes.”
“They had so little, but gave us so much.”
“It always snows in April.”
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