Sunday, January 1, 2017


Silently stalking
following the hunter's call
captured in my lens

As darkness falls
way up high in the pine
horned owl duet
one calls one answers
brief ruffle of feathers the hunt is on

Above the valley
like a broken tooth
gnawing the sky

vast power at rest
pristine white flanks
glisten dominating the valley


I thought Acceptance
would be my chosen word
for the year ahead
yet other words come
tumbling through asking
to be the special one
here comes Joy followed
by Tranquility pushed
aside by Focus maybe
I just have to  accept
that for now there
is more than one
calling attention to itself
possibly as the year
unfolds my focus
will be much clearer

On a rainy gray day
bright splashes of color
eagerly small feelers
spread out and connected
vivid colors now hummed
in colorful harmony
my heart sang out loud
gray day faded into
Fifty Shades of Joy

Under cover of darkness
tumbling down silently
crystalline stars

Across the creek
such mournful lowing
grazing snow cows


Soft thuds in the canyon
trees shrug ermine shoulders
quail's dainty dance

Fierce roaring dragon
on the rampage tears out trees
drags them downstream


Who would have thought.......
we'd still be here
in our fourth year
journeying together
gathering and trading stones???

Delicate veils
obscure then reveal
lunar ballet


Still struggling with acceptance
as the dreaded day draws ever nearer
how can we accept this fate

A world away serenity
overpowers interstate's roar
breathing in peace


Who would have thought
dark clouds would move on
revealing a dear face


High up in the clouds
deep humm of homebound plane
outrunning the storm


Robin Meditation

Out of the fog
they arrive in large flocks
robins are here

Jubilant robin's song
rises up from the canyon
berry harvest time

Sitting perfectly still
watching them come and go
heartbeat slows


Waking up in the dark
wind howls up the canyon
roaring like a freight train
tearing through the woodlands
trees rock and moan
house creaks and shudders
rain pelts windows
drums angrily on the roof
dark omen of things to come
or just a winter storm
you tell me........

Juvenile Bald Eagle
proud symbol of our country
these wings of hope
may they lift us up high
may hearts lighten- we'll fly again

Thursday, December 1, 2016


First of December
cold north wind
flurries of 

Knitting a cap
brilliant warm colors
so toasty

North wind teases
warm cap put to the test
toasty ears smile

Searching for light
in the gathering darkness
sunset's grace note


Wake of buzzards
embroiders red gold morning sky

For Lisa
Slipping away
on angel wings
her light shines on

Cold nose day
spicy potsticker soup
rescue me

Just like a child
catching snowflakes on my tongue
winter wonderland

Winter Rose
bows her head
Snow King arrived suddenly
this morning her cheeks were rosy
his kiss might well be the kiss of death


Cafe au lait
golden milk laced
a votre sante

Luminous Luna
sails silently high above
roaring creek


Some days reflections
can almost
turn us upside down
leaving us
confused no longer
truly knowing
which side is

Wannabe emperor
instead of draining swamp
now crowns toadies

Gently cupping
her pale frozen face
winter rose

Winter is near
silently slipping
down over the ridge
draping diaphanous
veils blurring edges
swallowing trees
dampness kisses
cold upturned faces
droplets tremble
glisten on red berries
tis the season.....


Keening of trees
at storm's mercy
waving arms in vain
they now bow their heads
day shifted shapes
from pale whispering fog
to loud howling gales

Early Christmas gift
now adorns my wall
allow me to present
Professor Barnicus
Head Librarian

This sweet gift of love
received with love
husband couldn't wait
tradition of small
early gifts continues

 Sparkling with glitter
reading wishes from afar
Christmas joy


Little Blue
gone to town for surgery
just like us
feeling his age
too many truck birthdays

Head feathers bopping
they stream into the garden
California quail

Across the creek
now swallowed by thick fog
mournful bellow

Small moonlit world
captured in a gazing globe
optical enchantment

illuminates sky
early morning gift
inked bare winter branches

Halycon days
linger gently
deep breaths
frantic holiday
pace slows down
winter sunset
so splendid
one feels like
simply retreating
to a quiet place
of utter glowing peace

Unexpected storm
leaves sky ablaze in color
evening gift


Christmas Morning
crescent moon tangled in branches
soft hoot of the owl


Walking the dogs
Bear races in circles
cold morning joy


Sparkling like diamonds
crisp frozen grass underfoot
exhaling...I am Ice Dragon

Pale crescent moon
sleeping fox dreams
toes twitching....he runs


Swiftly falling night
we hurry along country roads
illuminating bare trees

Thankful for the beauty
thankful for the trees
thankful for the lonely paths
bringing needed ease

Thankful for the vistas
thankful for the sky
thankful for the wonders
pleasing to the eye

Thankful for sweet  birdsong
thankful for the bees
thankful for all creatures
bringing needed peace

Thankful for our strong legs
thankful for the love
thankful for good company
blessings from above

Thankful we can walk here
thankful for eyes to see
thankful for Mother nature
feeling love and blessed be

Thursday, November 3, 2016


Dripping beauty
such glorious colors
autumn delight

First bare branches
herald winter
still quietly waiting
in the wings for now
sunset chill enfolds us

Early morning dew
gathered delicately
strung like fairy jewels
simple beauty found twinkling
enchanting the dog yard this morn

On a slight breeze
one by one they twirl down gracefully
languid golden dance
ballerinas could not perform
dance of the leaves with more elegance


Writing Prompt:  Belonging


Belonging......such an elusive feeling
Belonging..........always just out of reach one moment gone the next
Belonging.........will I ever truly belong anywhere
Belonging..........deep longing for just that every day
Belonging......embraced by nature filling the deep void
Belonging........nature the place where I feel I  truly belong

Hope shines brightly
pushing aside all fears
this moment of peace

L  uminous
         U  tterly beautiful
                 N  atural mends hearts
                              A  lways illuminating the dark

 R   ight now
      I   nner turmoil
     S   ettles at last
      I    nner unease
         N  early forgotten
                               G   iving us hope again          


The word WELTSCHMERZ is special to me
because right now it perfectly describes
for me that heavy feeling that deep ache
knowing that many are walking that path
many are hurting and worried along with us
it is an ache deep in the heart and bone
it is a sense of melancholy leaving us
tired and adrift our world in such chaos
with too much war too much suffering
with too much division too much want
with too much hate too much of too much
there is indeed a collective world pain
shared together as many of us are aching
hoping for peace hoping for human kindness
frantically searching for the silver lining
in the ever growing darkness of a world gone mad....


The word HOPE is special to me
for is it not hope keeping us sane
do we not carry it deep in our hearts
knowing we will need it on the road ahead
is it not hope giving us much needed strength
for shining our light into the gathering darkness??

Be in this moment of beauty
this moment of utter peace
inhaling such sweet fragrance
listening to the hum of life...


Shining a light into the darkness
some days the light grows dim
barely illuminating the shadows
threatening all we hold dear
seeking understanding as to why
not easily finding the answers
yet there are light bearers
together we search out evil
together we unite against wrong
together we support one another
together we keep on hoping
together we shall conquer fear
together we keep on fighting
together we shall win this battle
together we shall cast our light
so very very bright there will
be no place to hide no place
to undo all the good done already
not turning back moving forward
shining a light into the darkness
lest it gather strength and settle
on this great blessed land of ours

Fearing for our future
darkness settles
hot tears leave trails

And though some days we might feel
as if we've been plunged into darkness
still we must reach up toward the light
for we cannot will not dwell in darkness
we must find hope to carry on to thrive
we know the light is there even though
worry causes it to flicker to grow dim
let us be each other's light bearers
together let us carry the torch of hope
let us shine our collective light
finding our way out of the darkness...

Pale green beauty
sumptuous lushness
jeweled droplets tremble
even at the cusp of winter
you shine bravely against the dark

Near the end of the day
twilight reveals
majestic avian trinity
calmly they sit en famille
proud symbol of unity and strength

Illuminating life
slender sliver glows
lunar grace note


First of December
cold north wind
flurries of

Knitting a cap
brilliant warm colors
so toasty

North wind teases
warm cap put to the test
toasty ears smile