Embraces

Embraces

the mist embraces the tender mountain without question of what came before the delicate drops offer understanding the resistant woodland hears acceptance together they meld nourishing one another slipping into the night sky Advertisements

The Storm

The Storm

we’ve been waiting for you hot sticky irritable cruel now you are here strong bold rumbling cool breaking the tension you envelop us

The Wall Spoke

The Wall Spoke

the stairs descend along a wall overlooked each day but today today the wall spoke to me its cold emittance grabbed my soul I heard the peace of a hundred years felt the patience of family the love of tradition and understood the respect for waiting

Evening Seat

Evening Seat

pieces of the river so subtle and clear reflections from the sky a contrasting mirror smooth as glass water lays as a surplus of dimples float gently my way a warm wind rolling over turn the trees to to heaven’s ear greens hands in agreement reach up and cheer dragonflies jump around song sparrows connect … Continue reading

The Cicada in the Sumac

The Cicada in the Sumac

this morning I strolled in to an amphitheater made of trees a dull sound, so sonorous buzzed through the leaves chirps, gawks and trills added accent, added depth culminating to a symphony of expressive, natural peace who was this new visitor that invoked such sweet melody my eyes and my ears wanted proof I could … Continue reading

The Pigeons & the Bridge

The Pigeons & the Bridge

the old bridge sits atop the lazy Susquehanna a crown of history with thorns burned, broken and rusty so rough and so worn but alas some bumbling birds have made it their home ineloquent, florescent gray doddlers they are the burned ties the perfect place to strut flirt and roam

Summer Rain

Summer Rain

swaths of clouds gently push a cool breeze through the air rain drops like fairies tap my skin, curl my hair a refrain from the warmth you visit our space with kindness with softness with replenishing grace

Simple Prayer to Allow

Simple Prayer to Allow

stories flutter like fallen leaves showing paths I have traveled beautiful and scary shiny and dull they color my future and interrupt my now allow me to rest with my power my present to discover to connect without effort or care where the roots of my soul lay open and bare

Past the Breaker

Past the Breaker

the ocean the breeze the waves would you ever ask them to stop when they crash and recede would you feel responsible for this and not move unpredictable pushing and pulling is it possible to get past the breaker without feeling it’s force it is and when you do a whole world an endless sea … Continue reading

Note to a Sycamore

Note to a Sycamore

Weathered at the base your raw bark maps terrain for the creatures so miniscule, so small in compare your core is so mighty it seems your branches are too they compete for your girth and slither out with force toward the flowing water toward the sun toward the gaps in the earth your shed bark … Continue reading

The Surrender

The Surrender

stop fighting for them start fighting for you fight for your pain you deserve it don’t drink it away don’t eat it away don’t nice it away fight to feel it allow it don’t name it don’t explain it don’t figure it out allow it feel it happy exists, sad exists pain and pleasure when … Continue reading

The Locals

The Locals

Remnants of thunder perky forked tails black and white flutters visit the trees a soft breeze and misty clouds a fortune for me pink flowers on stilts form an unfinished globe home for endless forms yellow and black fliers with bold and gentle wings small alien eyes concentrate focus intensely on the prize diversity calls in … Continue reading

Notice the Shadows

Notice the Shadows

Notice the shadows come from the light they don’t ask for support they are supported notice they are there an unspoken part of the view but without them there would be no depth no contour notice the shadows while you are awake light drawing out the dark pushing and stretching the grayed tones over color … Continue reading

Love Me More

Love Me More

I see you I love you but I cannot choose between my core and sadness I cannot choose between my integrity and my pain I cannot chose between my sanity and my wanting so I won’t I will choose them all I will feel them all I will choose me I will love me more

Keep on Driving

Keep on Driving

The curve ahead swallows the blue canvas and white fluff washed by the sun I breathe in a thousand greens and long rolling golds from the right, from the left holding me and directing me the subtle white boundaries keep my center words over the air fill my ears with pleasure with my hands calm … Continue reading

Too Many Bunnies

Too Many Bunnies

I thought I might write about the midnight sky or the moon as I strolled through the warm streets with the golden one thinking, thinking my pensive peacefulness was broken (it often is with her I have learned to comply with this) but tonight too much too many bunnies little silhouettes in the street on … Continue reading

I Looked Up

I Looked Up

my feet slipped over the river worn, round stones too focused on the small mountains my body was tense until I looked up to my right a fluorescent yellow flutter in a tucked away pool cleaning himself in the wake of the sun to my front pebble look-a-likes with legs fluttered franticly as if I … Continue reading

Thank You Notes

Thank You Notes

Thank you notes.  Hand-written. Simple.  Genuine.  Sincere. I received one today.  I’ve given them often.  In fact I have made it a deliberate practice in the last few years. There is grace in giving AND recieving.  And I think there is no simpler way to practice this than to give thanks and accept thanks – … Continue reading

Gracie

Gracie

She’s guarded but kind. Black tongued and gold, She’s reluctant but tries. Puppy eyes and perky ears, She’s sweet and clever with the human race. But to her own, ambivalent or fierce.

Re-defining Strong

Re-defining Strong

I was writing my morning pages this morning (it’s part of a practice to connect with your creativity from the book The Artist’s Way  – I looove it). I wrote: Why do I have to be strong? Which led me to re-define strong… Strong means I embrace life as it comes. Strong means I show … Continue reading