Monday, April 14, 2014

April 14th-20th, 2014


April 14th, 2014
~
Minimum Monday
~
Today
~
Yesterday's roller coaster of emotions
replaced today by bliss~they're home
~
Yesterday
~
The moon nearly full, coyotes will be howling
and so are we~in frustration and disbelief
that our dear girls are out there~in the dark
running~lost~hunting~lured by coyote song?
All we can do is send up prayers and pleas
to the Universe~let them come home safe!!!


April 15th, 2014
~
Standing in the cool night air
eyes on the sky
how sudden the full moon
got swallowed
no longer round and golden
a slim crescent now
~
Shivering in the breeze
head tilted
mesmerized I wait
veils of clouds
drift across her face
she's blushing
~
Her face full again
blood red
she gazes down
smiling faintly
surrounded by stars
such splendor
 




April 16th, 2014
~
Sipping my morning tea
scrolling down the page
the world comes to me
with sad news and bad news
often weighing me down
~
Yet sprinkled in between
hope, joy, beauty also rests
reminding us all that our world
still holds so much good
people who care and note
~
Seeing things wrong and unfair
who take the extra step
signing to right what's wrong
messages of hope and support
images of beauty to lift the heart
~
So each morning's offerings
seeming a dark cloud at times
also have a brilliant rainbow lining
to illuminate the darkest day
Keep on shining and caring 
~
Together we do make a difference
may the shift of consciousness
begin with all of us~holding hands
around the world~connected
speaking up~spreading the light





Monday, April 7, 2014

April 7th-13th, 2014


April 7th, 2014
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Departure draws ever nearer~time is flying
heart soars~so many treats in store
visiting dear faces and places~my homeland
~
On the flip side~we leave behind parts of our heart
sad eyes follow the bringing in of suitcases
change is in the air~do they know~can they tell
~
Do they realize their new lives will be in disarray
so happy now~they've settled in~savoring each day
telling them and myself~we'll be back~we'll return
~
Sensing my unease~stress rears it's ugly head~sneering
I stomp upon it's head~away vile beast~I want you not
all will be well~BREATHE~all will be well~BREATHE


April 8th, 2014
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Walking at dusk~heavenly fragrance curls around me
envelops like a delightful scented shawl~fragrant memories
~
Earlier ~against a brilliant blue sky~creamy buds unfolded
reaching through tree branches~heads held high~snowy white
~
But how mysterious your are now~glowing in the failing light
suspended above me~fragrant floral stars shining~night magic

***

April 9th, 2014
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Cowboy Poetry
~
This week is Round-Up time in the North State
which entails horse trailers and lots of cowboys
cutting horses~large corrals and clouds of dust
~
As we came over the rise and saw the herds below
for just a split second I nearly captured the scene
so romantic it seemed~the Wild West still alive
~
But suddenly my hand stilled~unable to click the shutter
because close up all I could see were terrified cows
with their bellowing young calves~milling-confused
~
Tall cowboys on prancing horses keep them gathered
wearing chaps~circling the hands on the ground
holding down the protesting struggling calves
~
After weeks of peaceful grazing and playing
suddenly a dreadful kind of hell broke loose
brutal castration~branding~tagging~no mercy here
~
Once allowed up~they stagger off~howling in pain
disoriented~searching for their mothers
no doubt nursing for comfort once reunited
~
So where is the romance in all that~will they sit tonight
around the campfire~blood splattered~singing cowboy songs
composing cowboy poetry~laughing ~drinking~slapping shoulders
~
All the while in the dark~anxious mother lick their young
trying to ease their pain~reeling from today's assault
shaken they wander back out into the range~trying to forget

***

April, 10th, 2014
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Spring Eve and Morn
~
Silvery evening sky glows
trees ~now black ink silhouettes
Robin sings himself to sleep
Tree Frog croaks harmony
Peace settles ~soothing and gentle 
Day's End, deep in the country
~
Early~first light~pale watercolor sunrise
to the East~drifting through the garden
dogs at my feet~quietly exploring
unfolding the damp cushions I settle
sitting quietly~watching the sun rise
Robin greets the morning cheerfully


April 11th, 2014
~
A kaleidoscope of Painted Ladies
drifts in silently on the warm breeze
drawn by the honeyed scent of white lilacs
flapping lazily from blossom to blossom
settling briefly~dainty tongues unfurling
siphoning sweet nectar~then flitting on
visiting each small floret~or so it seems
what joy it must be~finding this luscious bounty
 an oasis on their journey to who knows where


April 12th, 2014
~
Six Word Saturday
~
Delicate wildflowers
joyfully embrace
morning sun


***

April 13th, 2014
~
Walking in the night garden~beneath a nearly full moon
white roses glow~Blanc Double de Coubert
shining bright~ miniature moons themselves
Lady Banksia spills thickly~her floral Milky Way
smothering the gate house in a fierce embrace
white lilacs~bright torches~their scent heavy in the air
surely Titania is holding court in a secret bower nearby
tis only spring~yet it feels like a Midsummer Night's Dream

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

April 1st-6th, 2014


April 1st, 2014
~
Cold rain~fierce storms
winter returned~cleverly hidden
beneath Spring's colorful cloak
April~fooled we've been
but in the end~Spring will win
Vinca knows~head held high
savoring rain's sweet kiss
sky blue on a gray day

***
April 2nd, 2014
~
And thus begins the sixteenth month of the journey
writing my way home ~one day at a time
spending mornings~cup of tea at hand
waiting for words to tumble free
such an important part of my day now
some mornings spend walking the garden
mindfully noticing~ finding that perfect shot
sometimes composing while on the road
seeing the same surroundings~yet not
everyday trips~more of an adventure now
~
There are times the image dictates the poem
or so it seems~other days words are just there
ready to share~still how I love the interaction
between written word and image~entwined
walking hand in hand~for this is the way
my creativity seems to work~combining
love of the visual with love of the written word
not a bad marriage of two disciplines it seems
they make a nice couple~pleasing to my eyes
sitting together on the page~happily side by side


April 3rd, 2014
~
Verdant valley
yet in the mountains
winter reigns



April 4th, 2014
~
Seeing the Light
~
I am a seeker~looking for light
to illuminate each passing day
light to erase the long dark shadows cast
by unsettling news worldwide~truths and rumors
absorbed day after day~relentless~pounding
politics gone wrong~corporate greed
murder~mayhem~climate change
cruelty toward the helpless~habitat destruction
ever growing list~too long~never ending
overwhelmingly hopeless at times
~
Yet there is hope~kindred spirits
speaking up~making a difference
kindling each other's flame in support
keeping the shadows at bay
caring~sharing~casting light into the dark
standing together~worldwide~across the miles
together we seek to illuminate the dark
all is not lost~hope still shines bright
collective conscience change is what it takes
can we make it in time~standing together
~
Awash in news and time line stories
often overwhelmed by the flood
clinging on to the light which connects many
finding beauty each day~looking for tranquility
because without hope~what do we have
but darkness so deep it will swallow us whole
they say that it's the dark and mean in this world
which enables us to see~not only our own blessings
but all that is still bright and beautiful in our world
all we can do is our personal best~making a difference


April 5th, 2014
~
Six Word Saturday Duo
~
Once again
Spring returns
Nature rejoices
~
Cold storms
have passed
let's celebrate



April 6th, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Floral sunshine
tumbles down
spilling lush beauty


Monday, March 24, 2014

March 24th-31st, 2014


March 24th, 2014
~
There she glows~first of the season
like a virgin queen~but it's not
'tis merely Lady Banksia~mimicking the moon



March 25th, 2014
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How can such luscious color
not make the heart sing???





March 26th, 2014
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Outside the window~much flitting and twittering
birds chatter~hopping, flapping and tugging
eagerly gathering bits and pieces~ moss and twigs
spider webs~cat hair~string~feathering their nest
~
Avian building boom is on~first the nest~then romance
soon replaced by patient sitting and waiting~a brief respite
before reality sets in~parenthood~gaping hungry mouths to feed
courtship long forgotten~replaced by the clamor of hungry chicks
~
Working full time~no rest until fledging~no time to sing
until the job is done~next generation safely on the wing
but for now ~preparations are still  accompanied by song
one last spring fling~tender bonding~before duty calls


March 27th, 2014
~
And thus the fantastic tale continues
of three sisters, dressed for the ball
spreading their lovely skirts~day after day
dancing with the wind~until they could dance no more
nearly a fortnight they held court~unchallenged
until seasonal rains fell thickly and quickly
weighing down already weary heads
stormy night passed~they succumbed
youngest sister standing still~looking tired
the elders~heads heavy~kneeled down
exhausted~nearly spend~now resting 
on fountain's edge~delighting the birds
cooling tired feet~but oh~how they danced!!!


***


March 28th, 2014
~
Jeanne
~
Started as a small sprig~gift from a dear friend
slowly you grew~now towering over our heads
waking from your winter sleep~once again lush and green
you unfurl the daintiest of roses~perfect buds
no larger then a pinkie fingernail~small treasures
translucent pink~they glow~adorning your flanks
tiny sculptures of finest china~yet tender to our touch
once again we welcome your delicate gifts



***


March 29th, 2014
~
Six Word Saturday Duo
~
Tenderly embracing
riding out
the storm
~
Spring stones
sharing nature's
generous bounty



March 30th, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Glowing splendor
worth its 
weight in gold

***

Storm Stone
~
Growling cracking thunder rumbles
March going out like a roaring lamb?
Something's wrong with this picture
lambs are meek and mild~not wild
dogs tremble~bed shakes~we huddle
finding safety and comfort in numbers
suddenly to the West sun breaks through
dabbling us with showers of golden spots
outside birds start chirping loudly~is it safe yet?


March 31st, 2014
~
Minimal Monday


Caught in the act

Monday, March 17, 2014

March 17th-23rd, 2014


May 17th, 2014
~
Minimal Monday
~
Proudly wearing the green



May 18th, 2014
~
Night Magic
~
Waking in the night I rise~not knowing why
tip toe through the house~peek outside
stunned~quickly opening the door~barefoot
looking up~finding magic in the velvet sky
a comet's tail~streaking for miles~narrow cloud
brilliantly lit inside~holding Luna captive in it's heart
brisk winds free her once again~serenely sailing on
she continues her journey~slipping out of sight


***


March 19th, 2014
~
Quietly~nearly unnoticed
shy Labrador Violet unfurls
hidden among last year's fallen leaves
cozy under the Razzle Dazzle bush
her bright face peers up joyfully
lifting her face to the warm spring sun
she stretches~holding her head high
endearing in her sweet simplicity


March 20th, 2014
~
Once again Persephone
rises from the dark
back into the light
bright shiny face glows
season's wheel turns
HAPPY SPRING EQUINOX


March 21st, 2014
~
Nature's morning palette
robin egg blue ~morning skies
glowing chartreuse~young oak leaves
brilliant sulfur yellow~oak blossoms
cotton candy pink ~cherry plum
all aglow in sun's first rays 


March 22nd, 2014
~
Following the scent
finding hidden treasure



March 23rd, 2014
~
The scholar ~deep in thought
text clutched tightly in his hands
above wisteria clusters sway playfully
moving gently in the morning breeze
tossing delicate scent ~casting shadows
upon his long somber face
~
Surely all these cheerful doings
could move even a man of stone
tickle the inner boy within gently
elicit a tender smile to welcome 
and breathe deeply~savoring
this fragrant Sunday morn

Monday, March 10, 2014

March 10th-16th ,2014


March, 10th, 2014
~
After the storm~everything shines
first the sun~emerging slowly
rising through layers of multicolored scarfs
last clouds~enveloping the hills~drifting to the east
all of nature shines~silvered droplets tremble 
gilded treetops capture first rays~new oak leaves emerge
brilliant peridot green~shining like semi precious stones
burgundy plum leaves unfurl~pink blossoms twinkle
puddles and rivulets reflect the pale aquamarine sky
all appears jeweled~after the storm

***

March 11th, 2014
~
No Zephyr this~but howling winds 
roaring through the newly greening groves
tousling heads~ tugging limbs~nudging buds
up it goes~herding stray cirrus across the blue sky
then down again~nudging~pushing us along impatiently
dogs are wild too~eagerly racing each other and the wind
rushing creek and swaying pines sing in pleasing harmony
wild spring morning~immersed in nature~energized
we return home~freshly charged~ready for our day


March 12th, 2014
~
Three sisters~pale green heads held high
kissed to life by the warm spring sun
what colors will their tender hearts reveal


March 13th, 2014
~
On a clear day you really can see forever~or so it seems
even things far away suddenly seem near enough to touch
homeward bound~Mt Shasta beckons~dominating our view
nearly three hours north~snowy flanks illuminated by the sun
how enticing and magical the view~hovering above the orchards
a mirage~rising from the valley floor~seen by travelers for miles
speeding up the freeway headed north~closer to it's white splendor
our thoughts drift to the early pioneers who would see it for weeks
 arduous journey north never ending it seemed~near and yet so far
driving their oxen~mile after tiring mile~ maybe fifteen a day 
 tremendous courage and strength~trying to find their way home


March 14th, 2014
~
Early morning it's barely light~I step out into the garden
headed out to check the hummingbird feeder
hoping to care for them before they wake~too late
impatient buzzing and twittering greets me from above
yesterday's party has drained the banquet bone dry
removing the feeder to replenish the feast they follow
scolding~buzzing~ I flee to do their impatient bidding
rush back out~full feeder in hand~silence greets me
slipping back in I peer through the bedroom window
then down they come~descending in the pre-dawn 
 vision blurred through the screen~watching them feast
watching them feast~seven or more at last count
diving~swirling~sharing~the party is on again

***

March 15th, 2014
~
SWS Trio
~
Cautiously~eldest sister unfolds~it's time




Younger sisters~bravely peek~ follow suit




Grand Finale~their splendor~finally revealed



***


March 16th, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Delightful apricot tutus~plundered by visting bees

Saturday, March 1, 2014

March 1st-9th, 2014


March 1st, 2014
~
SWS
~
Survivors~standing tall
wearing lovely bonnets


March 2nd, 2014
~
Country road~blanketed in thick mist~curling and swirling
trees appear~then swiftly slip back into the white background
as if a heavy curtain dropped~draping all~swallowing the world
solitary crow briefly dissects the sky~caws~disappears from view
small streams find their way through pastures ~silver ribbons
merrily gurgling~eagerly searching and merging~growing in size
cattle dot the hills~calmly grazing~undisturbed by the weather
enormous bull surveys his harem~lifts massive head~tasting the air
ditches filled with water~reflect the pewter sky and wire fences
once again our world looks as it should this wintry time of year
we rejoice~thankful to receive nature's wet blessing~long overdue
vernal pools~alive with the song of frogs~noisily congregating
our world shines and glows~moist air kisses our cheeks tenderly 

***

March 3rd, 2014
~
PONDERING WET DOGS
~
Dog walk in the rain~we return with glowing cheeks
our pack of panting dogs smiling~tongues lolling cheerfully
as they look up in joy~eyes shining~we cannot help but wonder
is rain in human company better then the kind that falls in our yard
does "walking rain" not cause poor tender dogs to melt instantly
but the "yard" kind makes a dog head out the dog door~panic 
then immediately turn around~horrified~back inside to safety
looking dismayed at the evil killer wetness from the sky
or worse yet~the mere sound of drip drops outside~playing dead 
refusing to even stir themselves from cozy beds to get up
but put your socks and shoes on~there is no mercy for us
they explode~falling over each other eagerly~barking~shoving
WALK NOW!!!....Rain??? What rain?? WALKIES, PLEASE!!!


March 4th, 2014
~
Nourished by rain
bone lichen's ghostly white fingers
reach out~searching


March 5th, 2014
~
Disheveled debutante
white Quince blooms
dancing in the rain


March 6th, 2014
~
Fat coppery buds are swelling
revealing bright chartreuse hearts
oak groves waking from slumber
stretching~basking in the morning sun
overhead last storm clouds race along
don't lose heart~Spring is on the way


March 7th, 2014
~
Peering through the stalks
white Muscari rise
playing hide and seek




March 8th, 2014
~
Gracefully gathered Corps de Ballet
a study in white and green~tutus fluffed
en pointe~ready to explode onto the stage
~
SWS
~
Eagerly they wait~ready to dance



March 9th, 2014
~
Leaves of three~leave them be
~
Come a little closer, Dear
touch my shiny leaves
aren't they just lovely, Dear
pretty as you please
what~ you heard you shouldn't, Dear
such a silly rhyme
just go ahead and touch me, Dear
I'll sting you every time