Category: nature
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The Leaping Stone
It’s not winning you crave, but losing you fear It’s not the destination, but the journey A satiated stone cannot move on its own It must wait to be broken Gathered up in green and consumed To run forests, swim rivers or fly In the stochasticity of brokenness Resides your seeking soul Leap from your…
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for Steve
Not every bough in paradise is laden with ripened fruit hanging eye-level for you to pick Listen – there is a hush in sacrifice when fruit falls overripe sweet upon the ground Waiting for the gathering up the crush of the cider press numinosity dripping in a jug Rendered sacred for cool evenings to sip…
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blue haiku
blue girl with blue eyeswrites blue haiku with blue inkunder a blue sky 11-29-19 *title by wife
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water’s edge
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”He builds his water-world And lives in splintered Trees with bark unfurled.” from the poem, ‘Castor Canadensis’ from the chapbook, ‘Earth Gospel’ 2019 by Tamara Miles ======================================== Let’s you and I walk a water’s edge and talk of gnawed tree trunks pointing at the sky of tree corpses pulled through nettles and vines of water…
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Autumn sunrise
leaves red and yellow sunrise on fire day egg breaks on skillet edge of night shadows dance in wind inhale chill air and breathe 11-26-19
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Al’s Monday Morning Recipe
Pour: 1 cup of whole milk into a blender Add: 1 scope of collagen, 1 tablespoon Moringa, 1 scoop of whey, 1 teaspoon of Super Greens and 6 frozen strawberries Blend with an attitude of prayer and reflection place in your favorite glass, drink slowly breathe deep and clean up your mess 11-25-19
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Coffee at Whole Foods waiting on a friend
Empty tables chair legs and slatted shadows Lie prone on concrete Young woman two tables over studies Amidst shadows of legs and feet Her shadows in slatted empty space Reveal no sparkly clothes 11-25-19
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Taste Air
this morning clouds fled unfiltered light returned _____ tired trees ready for rest snuggle blankets gold and yellow _____ in green aprons others work cook sap of carbon and light _____ waiting for winter solstice to swaddle rags of bright gasp…..taste air and leap into light _____ when my season comes into unfiltered light I…
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clear water
Clear water Poured in bud vase Cut rose Floats face up Dying breaths Perfume the room 11-17-19
My husband's poetry 