PARTS AND PIECES Tree Hammock I remember it was cold, burning cold. There might have been snow on the ground. The wind was blowing, I can still feel the sting against my cheeks. Over the years the picture has faded, but the feelings have remained. Finding shelter was my first priority. As a child my … Continue reading Talking to you…4/14/20
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Spiced – November 18, 2019
Branches, scattered Leaves, clinging Against the dull heavens ~~~ Roasted with red spice.
A Seasoned Walk – October 18, 2019
Terra-cotta fall. Soft and somber, Muted Until the crunch. Moving slower Drifting hand in hand No where to go, Or to be. Past turning around. Stirring my imagination, Caught, Tangled in a stare. For a split second, The reflection is clean. Can’t erase the beauty I’ve just seen.
Taking a Little Break…
~~~You can find me playing in the leaves~~~
Shaking Fingers – September 24, 2019
Trees Blow at me. I can’t stop them, Or make them, I see them. Shaking fingers Luring me in...
Blue and Smokey – September 12, 2019
A swollen old tree, Blue and Smokey. Where a knot, extended Splits into the ground. A Home, a muse. Beauty not built, But shaped by opportunity. It holds a place Living a lifetime Right off the wayside. Do you notice, Or would it pass you by?
Red – August 14, 2019
A funny little dance As I watch by chance Bouncing and flirting To down right deserting Spastically Slapping And taking their bows Staring out my back windows. Between each slat The branches do play The leaves maroon and cold The sun kissed tint of red, bold.
Petrified Soul – July 22, 2019
Revolving, echoing The beauty sustained, In lifetimes lived. Housed in this small Vessel from the earth. Cradled, since forever. No worries or discomfort. Raw edges Basking in the ground Waiting it’s turn To be seen. Plucked from its burrow, Fully exposed, Bringing life, Once again, To what’s already dead.
Treedom – July 31, 2019
I am no painter, I don’t claim to be. The solace I find In blowing branches And flittering leaves Draws me in, Spits me out, and Brings me treedom.
My Reverie – June 13, 2019
The sky’s exhale takes flight, I’m drawn Beneath its branches. The law of Attraction is simple. The inexplicable Beauty of The trees breathing in the breeze. A gift of life in motion So pure, unaltered to the naked eye. Praised by The attention Of those who see. Just as it’s supposed to be, I want … Continue reading My Reverie – June 13, 2019
Shake – June 10, 2019
Drifting, As the cloud Passes by. The bird teetering Through the breeze. The gentle shake that comes From the leaves, Soothes the aching soul. Unopened eyes, And rambling To the melody Sung. Refuge found In everything That was, And is to come. But right now, As the clouds stand still In their place. Birds chirping … Continue reading Shake – June 10, 2019
Trees – October 10, 2018
Tossing and turning, Waving and bent. The sensation is freeing. Stretching as far as your eye will take you. Flittering as the wind flops Front to back. Whooshing in synchrony, The tippy tops. I lose myself in blowing trees, Endlessly Whirling away. Where ever your subconscious takes you.
The Lonely Leaf – April 5, 2019
The lonely leaf tumbles by. Flittering through life Not knowing which answer to give, Or what emotion to display. Moving along at whatever pace the wind blows.
Cut Down – March 31, 2019
Up and tall, shoulders rolled back, chin pushed toward the sky, hair tucked neatly behind her ears. -CUT DOWN- Push forward, don't look back, stay small, absorbing all vibes. Over, and over, and over again. -CUT DOWN- Quick sand in his shoes, hunched and drooping, chin folded up, messy and knotted. -CUT DOWN- Pull within, … Continue reading Cut Down – March 31, 2019
Sway – March 28, 2019
The bend of the trees in the breeze, Can take your worries away if you please.
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