Have you seen the towering trees Tower walking their dogs? Ssshhh! Close encounters of tree kind… Did I mention I saw a cloud formation today? A pipe, like my Dad used to smoke And alongside it A match with a sunset orange flame Sorry I didn’t have my camera You’ll just have to take my…
Snow has many sounds Depending on the temperatures Before, during, and after Walking the paths It can be like Stepping on Rice Crispies Snap crackle pop! Squeeky Like new tennis shoes On a gym floor Or shooshy Like a slinky Coming down the stairs These days, There is an abundance Of slip and slide If…
On those days When energy leaks Do not fight it But join the seep You will find A better day Just give it up Let sleep have its way Sorry. Not exactly your cute Christmas present dollies… I was feeling artsy. I played a bit of magic with a bobber that the Brew Babes and…
I’m looking for A rhythm Like hoofbeats On rock Like a rider Who is joined In the up And the down And the breath And the heart And in knowing This is right You know the feeling. Golfers and baseball players call it the “sweet spot”. It’s that moment when you get it just right. The longer…
The ice princess Surveys her kingdom She seeks out her trusty steed To carry her on her journey Perhaps they will jump onto a shard of ice And float to New Orleans Or they may simply stand on shore Watching the ice burn orange
Attention: This preempts a previously planned post that sounded too darn whiny. A winter walk Lit by snow light Quiet Sssshhh Hear the snow And geese gathering And ice moving Creeeekkkking And dogs wandering And wondering Sssshhh Pause Listen
