APRIL STONES April 1-14th, 2013

April 1^st, 2013

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Raindrops quiver like tears

on the edges of leaves

rainbows sparkling in their hearts

Nature's tears of joy

Storm has passed

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#2

Sometimes I sit here

no stone formed yet

I look out the window

sipping my tea

suddenly the Universe provides...

raindrops in the sun. 

An Experiment ~ Book Spine Poetry

The Adventures of Elizabeth in Ruegen

(enjoying)The Solitary Summer

(looking) Beyond the Glass

(sees) Celia

(with) A Dedicated Man

April 2nd, 2013

Days ago rainwater rushed down the small wash

now a flood of yellow spills along, following rain's trail

dazzling the eye with a glorious stream of gold

eagerly running all the way to the hills it seems

as if trying to catch up with the clouds

who sit snugly atop the coastal range

no doubt satisfied they've brought forth such treasure

with their gift of rain. 

April 3^rd, 2013

Her rain filled heart

grew heavy

broke the stem

which held her

gazing at the sun

now she graces

the little fountain

wiggly tadpoles

at her feet

she still shines bright

golden heart aglow

MOLDAVITE

Suddenly knowing in my heart

that perfection was not needed

just courage to move forward

I picked up wire, jewelry tools and started

to give my Moldavite a secure home.

*

The first try was an absolute mess

so nervous about not getting it right

I unwound what I had done

then held the stone and asked it

to guide my hand and make it steady

*

I am not sure if it heard me

but suddenly a wire star appeared

on the face of the stone from the stars

as if saying to me, honor my birth

which came at the behest of a meteor

*

Slamming into the earth a millenia ago

along the banks of the Moldau

It sucked the sand into it's heart

transforming it from mere grains

into the treasured forest green stone

*

I am at peace now

knowing that while it might not

be perfection, it's just right

I look into the mirror

The star shines bright and winks

April 4^th, 2013

Delicate bells

gently swaying

on slender stem

enrobed in spider finery

waiting for fairies

to hear the faint ringing

they will come dance

once moonlight spills

through the trees

illuminating the glade

April 5^th, 2013

The Tempest whips across the land

the mighty oaks are forced to dance

Out in the flat lands it really blows

Cattle hunkered down and laying low

chewing their cud, taking their ease

waiting for this crazy weather to cease

across the valley sun spills down the hills

but here it's not done, thunderstorm for thrills

but even with rumbling high in the clouds

spots of blue now appear, we're riding it out

Book Spine Poetry #2

Growing myself (starts a spiritual journey)

(which leads to) Herbal Recipes

(bringing to mind) Aromatherapy

(smiling with the heart) Mit dem Herzen laecheln

(what lovely) Spiritual Illuminations

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April, 6^th, 2013

Six word Saturday

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New Year

brought joy

New Friends

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Prose Challenge

So much has happened this New Year,more then I could have ever imagined. I'd been feeling so restless , like something was missing from my life. Though happy with a dear husband of many years and our furry family, something was needed. And then it found me, the missing bit. A challenge shared by a longtime friend, inviting me to join a Mindful Writing Group and write, for just a month, a small stone each day. I was taken aback at first, me write? And put it out there for others to see? How my hand shook that first day, untried, untrained, writing in a language not my mother tongue. But something stirred and started moving in my brain. Cogs fell into place and soon the writing came. Not perfect, not always correct, grammar at times my nemesis. But it started flowing like a river and flows still. Always a lover of nature and beauty, now there's a purpose to my vision. To put what I see into words and thus share the joy. Not only did I find a creative outlet, adding new meaning to my days, friends came along as well, kindred spirits, fellow creators. How my world has changed....and changes still. I smile more, feel more positive and hopeful a whole new me is emerging like a butterfly from a cocoon. I am testing my wings at last!!

April 7^th, 2013

Yesterday I saw his face again

while chatting with a friend

Googling Earth so she could

see where she'll be later on this month

I guided her to the final destination

both of us flying above the earth

then zooming into street view

walking down the street side by side

the place looks bare and spare

in January, not a leaf or blade of green

then there he is, laying by the fence

looking straight into the camera

and seemingly at me

because on Google Earth

he's still alive, guarding his domain.

Can he see me?
~

April 8^th, 2013

Thirsty sparrows are sipping delicately

from tiny leaf cups spilling mercury droplets

on the thirsty ground below

~

April 9^th, 2013

Silvery

threads descent

drifting in breeze

sparkling in the sun

Inchworms

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Parachute silk
sparkling in the rising sun
inchworms land
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April 10th, 2013


Ode to Spring Joy

The serene floral river of gold
 now turned playground for calves
jostling and bucking with childish joy
sniffing the wondrous gold at their feet
having a nibble~ then off they go again
head butting, heels kicking, racing
full of life and spring joy
~~~
The mothers graze peacefully
no time to indulge in such frivolous play 
their days of springtime fun long past
yet some remember~ breaking suddenly
into a brief trot~ udders swinging madly
We laugh as we pass~ cheering them on
infected by their exuberance and spring joy

April 11^th, 2012

Icy tongues of white

licking delicately

at a bright blue sky
~

April 12^th, 2013

Spring...........sprung so quickly

Now everything's ablaze in color

Budding and unfurling..........

like time lapse photography

gone too fast. Slow down!!

Let us savor you a bit

Let us feel your balmy breezes

your gentle spring rays

do not burn.........not yet

you've barely said hello.

April 13^th, 2013

Six Word Saturday

Shooting Star wears a Cardinal's Biretta

April 14^th, 2013

White Lady Banksia

spreads her arms

spilling white fairy

lights across the arbor

illuminating the gate

to the Secret Garden