Fall paints the morning
Red, orange, and gold;
Breeze brushes my open arms.
Birds sing a gracious invitation
to step into the day,
pause and praise
Nature’s glorious ways.
Gracious Invitation
Tag: nature. poetry
Not a Wilderness
Weeks, months pass
with no words to post.
“How about that!”
These have not been
wilderness months.
I connect, create,
explore, expand,
understand, appreciate;
mourn the losses,
cheer the resilient,
advocate for equity.
Splendors appear
outside my windows
postcard ponderings
arrive in the mailbox,
teabags tucked into
note cards from friends;.
Mandala meditations,
dulcimer duets,
long walks with my
rescue-in-training
Then a March stirring,
flow of words appearing
on red tips of maples.
Yes, how about that!
Observe the Parallels
We ride the waves
of our universe,
always in motion
Sky, Wind, Clouds
and Me counting on
the going forth and
the coming back,
predictable patterns.
In a Skinny Poem
In a sip clouds transform
skies
dark
sweet
rain
skies
blue
clouds
stretch
skies
transform clouds in a sip.
In a breath life changes
days
dark
sweet
tears
days
bright
grace
gathers
changes life in a breath
Check out Truth Thomas and the Skinny Poem.
Poetry Form Matters: Truth Thomas and The Skinny
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