Category: Poetry

#Quadrille: Simple Joys

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”  ― Vincent Willem van Gogh Although there’s not much to celebratewith what’s happening these dayswe can always find joy in nature’s scenesTwo yellow butterflies at playTiny hummingbirds… Continue Reading “#Quadrille: Simple Joys”

#Haibun: Summer Storm

“Barring love I’ll take my life in large doses alone–rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.”  ― Jim Harrison, Wolf False Memoir For the last few nights, there has been a cicada singing in the fig tree. The sound carries through the still night air, and each… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Summer Storm”

This Flesh

” (There are) many stories which are not on paper, they are written in the bodies and minds of women.”- Amrita Pritam This flesh does not show the stories it holdssave for some visible scarsSome self-inflicted, while others carvedwith mental pain this complex life… Continue Reading “This Flesh”

Meditation on the Sanctity of Breath

A flock of dreams feastOn ancient buried memoriesSuch lush, verdant, fertile browseNourishes my weary souland feeds my ravenous spirit Each sacred breath,A river flowing over stonesTrickling through pulsing veins~Air- precious tether that binds me~Forever to life Author’s Note: Hi All and Happy Memorial Day.… Continue Reading “Meditation on the Sanctity of Breath”

#Haibun: Desert Spring

“I would not sacrifice a single living mesquite tree for any book ever written. One square mile of the living desert is worth a hundred ‘great books’ – and one brave deed is worth a thousand.” ― Edward Abbey I love this time of… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Desert Spring”

Aubade to Early Dawn

“Startled by the earth at dawn. It was far too green”- Jim Harrison, Dead Man’s Float Early dawn-Fresh leaves on sprawling old mesquitegleams in pearly sunlightChartreuse brilliance againsta cloudless smoke blue skySwarms of tiny flies rise, swirlingin soft air as ruby-throated hummingbirdsdart after their… Continue Reading “Aubade to Early Dawn”

Vivid Shades of Blue

“Goddamn but her mind was so exhausted with trying to hold the world together, tired of being the living glue for herself, as if she let go, great pieces of her life would shatter and fall off in mockery of the apocalypse.” ― Jim… Continue Reading “Vivid Shades of Blue”

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