At what point Do we Stop enjoying Eying with wonder A seed split open A shoot rising Out of the earth Or fungus Springing out of Recycled coffee grounds? At what point Do we become So sophisticated That nothing amazes Makes us blink in surprise At what point Are we no longer allowed To be…
I fell on the ice. I was trying to carry a 50 lb bag of feed from the garage to the barn in the dark because I needed to get the feed out of the back of my car so I can put Java in there tomorrow when some woman and her kids come to…
I’m trying a new thing. Perspective Poetry I started out with this observation on my way to work. Road spray Dirt blackened snow A scenic drive Ugh, not so great, but a bit comical. Poets and Writers magazine tweeted that I should flip through a dictionary and randomly choose ten words. Then write a poem…
Whenever I visit family or family visits me, after their visit, their absence is heard in the silence, the lack of conversation and laughter. It’s felt in the lack of them, the empty space that was so recently filled with a familiar, cozy presence. It takes awhile to adjust and for things to feel normal…
Disturbance ~ the interruption of a settled and peaceful condition; the breakdown of law-abiding behavior; the feeling that comes from life simply not going as planned…
Time in a Mug So far this morning I have poured boiling water Into my mug’s gaping mouth Rather than the French Press Where freshly ground coffee Awaited I have set the timer On the microwave Rather than actually Running the thing I have placed Honey into the frig Rather than back On it’s shelf…
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Very zen. Good job Maery!
I love everything about this post! The poem, the photos, the feeling I get when perusing the words and images… Awesome! 🙂
Hi Maery-
Gorgeous pictures! But of course now I’m wondering what you planned to write 😉
Hope all is well over your way-give everyone a squish please!
xoxo
Sue – Ah yes little grasshopper..
Zoma – Thanks. Things get so white and bright with the snow! (Well, and a big aperature…)
Dream Valley – I can feel another post coming on about that, hopefully with a funnier angle.
Beautiful photos. The geese, the dogs, and the world!!!
What gorgeous soft colours – I can feel the silence of the snow.
It’s been pretty colourless where I am so I’ve been looking with a few moments of colour in my pics!
I love it…”the silence of the snow”!!!
The photos tell the story but I just have to wonder what your Coffee Shoppe Dogies are thinkin’? They look intent!
God bless and have a marvelous day.
We too have snow…slicker than snot on a frozen glass doorknob out there!
Oh…I just love coming along with you for your winter walk!
I love the simplicity of your words. They make me want to toss out my to-dos and head outside to wander and wonder.