Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“When you realize nothing is lacking, the whole world belongs to you.” Lao Tzu Raking the lines in the zen flowing with soft grains of sandthoughts come in and go tides of turquoise oceanebbing and flowing as a cool morning zephyrstirs tubular chimes into… Continue Reading “Raking the Zen”
“Dispute not with her: she is lunatic.” ― William Shakespeare, Richard III Rose on thorny stempoisoned gift from himThe Cad!Wretched soul is heI beg, let me bestruck sadWithin my dark roomcold and eery tombquite mad Yet the fragrance staysfor days after daysdrippingInto the black nightsmorning comes in… Continue Reading “Slipping Into Darkness”
“Trees indeed have hearts.”― Henry David Thoreau Does a tree dream in vivid colors as it sleeps in the cloistered forestwith fertile earth on gnarled roots while it sways in the promising breeze. And as it views the kaleidoscope world from every trembling greening leafdoes… Continue Reading “In Dreams of Trees”
“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.”- William Shakespeare Here amidst the thorny arms, a Curve Billed Thrasher builds a nesting homea complicated blend of sticks and twigs nestled deep in a green cactus fortresswhere the female will brood and rest on… Continue Reading “Nest Building”
Here in a stark grey-weld dawna conspiracy of blue-black ravens hovering in trees, mourning, keeningSending the gruesome dead creatures crawling back to their ancient gravesuntil the next up-raisingwhen tulle white day gives wayanew to an ebony silk night. In the radiant morning sun soul-less… Continue Reading “Lamentations for the Dead”
Rising from the fertile earth planted heirloom seeds kiss the world hello with their brilliant green Basking in the warm sun, tiny sprouts they are but soon they will be big and fat golden crookneck squash withmassive leaves and tender blooms to eat dVerse… Continue Reading “Rise of Spring”
“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.” -Rumi Nothing left but time fleeting and racing by in a flurry of… Continue Reading “Feathered Memories”
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