Sol rises spilling red gold
across Gaia's flank
cool November morning
Delectable sweetness
entices wild bees
into Datura's cool heart
Everywhere we go
Bear is there
Always look up
you just might find
regal splendour
Barely awake
looking east
doomsday sky
Golden crescent
promise
of new beginnings
Liquid eyes
sunlit ears
elegant deer
Mary Oliver's
elegant verse
wild geese
Poetry filled sky
wild geese aloft
Stealthy stalk
slim beak
strike ready
Pas de Deux
breathtaking
performance
ENCORE!!
Raven's persistent
hoarse croak
summoning family
Blood orange sun
adrift in smoke
Tangerine moon
sweet slice
of heaven
Always alert
fearing humans
Wiley Coyote
***
Faux full moon
smokey sunset sizzles
Mindfully stepping
in between storms
gathering small stones
Dancing trees
carpet of gold and copper
at their feet
Sunbeams slip across time
solemn tick tock
soothing morning symphony
Sol to the West of us
Luna to the East
stuck in the middle with two
***
Morning still life
illuminated by sunshine
crashing surf audible in my mind
Golden morning sun
shining in this century
illuminating the distant past
Once again our giant looms
clad in wintry finery
dominating the vast valley
At long last
first storms find us
fine mists drift
blurring our view
thirsty earth receives
moist blessings
tousled reeds rejoice
waving as we pass
rainy day mindfulness
Deep red hearts
shiver in the wind
refusing to let go....
After the storm
mulberry leaves piled high
golden currency
Elder Creek
First heavy storm
only days ago a dry creek bed
now roaring back to life
muddy foam flecked flanks
twist along downstream
debris bobs jauntily
as if enjoying the wild ride
***
PROMPT: Deck the Halls Memories
Some of my Christmas memories
are too sad to unpack
yet others shine brightly
that utter delight as the door opens
revealing flickering candles
on that fragrant piece of forest
shining baubles twinkling
tempting candies and cookies asking
to be harvested from this tree of plenty
***
Scattered white clouds
sail across the deep indigo sky
bright twinkling stars
Images still linger
replaying over and over
even with eyes firmly closed
reliving our first glimpse
of these magnificent cranes
elegantly stepping along
sharp eyes scanning carefully
we'll return before long
to feast our eyes once more
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