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Tag: nature
Beauty
It’s pouring in clear sheets outside in the dark, and the trees’ branches are like many arms in a wild dance with the wind… The sound of…… Read more “Beauty”
:Scarred Sky Weeping:
this cool breeze reaches me through crAcked this window, freshly filled my lungs, with oxgyen-laden truths. my ears taste tiny drops of rain — so many millions…… Read more “:Scarred Sky Weeping:”
.:Nereid:.
.:Nereid:. (Rhode, long lost, reaches open Ocean) rocks, roaring on the rough-beaten coast and i, atop the highest possible point — gazing down. a low, roiling roll…… Read more “.:Nereid:.”
against another rain
these rains are soft and searching, long and lurching with the need that scrabbles deepwithin my chest for a toe-hold: one small crack in which to place…… Read more “against another rain”
Trees, UK
England’s predominant tree seems to be ancient, lone, and singlularly knotted, with boils and rough bark, straight and tall and massive, its numerous small scrabbly branches clutching…… Read more “Trees, UK”
Body
. how could i love the sea, its change, its flow, its crash and lash, the way it meets the sky and dances beneath boats, uplifting if…… Read more “Body”
cummings on love
this is one of my favorite poems about love. there are more, but this one always comes to mind, and it makes me happy. last thursday was…… Read more “cummings on love”
Like the Sun
Rippled glass and an image of me reflected in a single drop of water struggling to keep in line with the demands of gravity. What do…… Read more “Like the Sun”
Song
Songbirds are taught to sing in the darkness. – but can anything this bruised and amateur ever Cause Beauty? tell me. i want to know now in…… Read more “Song”
language ii
the trees are speaking a new language today. a tongue i’ve never heard. it’s white and brilliant, sparkling in the wind with infectious energy; a million tiny…… Read more “language ii”
Shroud *i.
*i. The leaves’ backs are bowed under the weight of an orphan snow. Steadily, steadily, a forlorn blanket hides the bright greens and muted grays of an…… Read more “Shroud *i.”
Ancient
The wild tossing in the trees above me can be nothing but an ancient dance of pure joy; lady Wind is rushing through the scene, darting this…… Read more “Ancient”
conservation of matter / energy
woke this morning, lifted salty eyes to a small window frosted with chill. condensed upon the pane: night’s dew from my cheeks and shining eyes, transformed. outside,…… Read more “conservation of matter / energy”
.:snow on tree trunks:.
light laces, sharply curving– splits, forks through dark trees lancing upward, lightning-like into inky blackness, numerical arms branching, breaking earth Open and arcing out into Air. soft…… Read more “.:snow on tree trunks:.”
.Rest~
.rest ~ why is it that by night the world draws on garments of familiarity (comforting as an old and beloved blanket: a gentle guise devised of…… Read more “.Rest~”
Wings IV
i. wings, great w i d e silverswimming wings overhead drew a single shadow on the ground, in my heart of hearts. darker than the pupils of…… Read more “Wings IV”
Ministrations
‘Ministrations’ ~ a winter window weakly thrashing, bony limbs glisten under the ministrations of a light which provides no heat. frozen rain falls steadily bitter weeping melting…… Read more “Ministrations”
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