image link Soul’s Womb A warm wet cave Provides a snug, Nourishing cocoon, A shelter from the storm It is oh so cozy No need to fret here Snuggled in Hearing the reassuring thump thump thump Of pulsing capillary-rich beltways Saturated with hormones, giving Calm assurance That no harm can come here. ----- The rutted… Continue reading Soul’s Womb
image link that goes to youtube video this is from We’d been driving north for a few hours, loosely along Lake Michigan, but only catching glimpses of it through dense trees. We were headed to Traverse City, where the magnificence of the combination of forest, hills, vineyards, and water makes for nature in complete splendor. … Continue reading Acknowledgment
image link image link image link Mushrooms have been magical entities forever, across individuals, timelines, and cultures. Mushrooms elicit emotional responses from people, whether it is a love or hate relationship. Having read that mushrooms eat radiation for breakfast before, the daily prompt prompted me to go find data to flesh out the databyte. The… Continue reading Masters of the Universe
via Swallows, Hundreds Feeding On The Marsh Click on the link to see the photos that inspired my haiku. Ted Jennings' photographs are always beautiful and often evocative. Swallows, leaping from water, mirror fish below – gators, sly witness.
All of my hosta doubled this year My Rose of Sharon hit 6 feet this summer The peonies were so fragrant The marigolds took over the patch by the garage I started some red pine from seeds! Those iris rhizomes you gave me all bloomed! The tomato seeds from the heirlooms all sprouted The lilacs… Continue reading Day — OctWriPoMo — Shared Love
image linkimage link Nonet, poetry form with 9 lines and syllables equal to the line number. Fall serves as season and as actor Cloud blankets squeezed of daily drops Apples dripped off their branches Wet wings drop altitude Temperatures ebb Daylight dwindles Seeds plummet Moods dip Moon
image link At the earth’s edge there is water, and from water we see the earth. Two elements, united by the wind. Congregated by amorphous clouds is the infinite blueness of the sky. The majesty sets our minds on fire. At sunset is the gleaming brilliance of fire. Red lights the ripples of dark… Continue reading Day 14 — OctWriPoMo — This Place