Palettes
My daughter says
‘Mother Earth always wears a watch’
How
does She know
what color
to paint the sky?
or when to quiet nature’s sounds?
Absentmindedly
she reaches for a bunch of colored pencils.
My daughter says
‘Mother Earth always wears a watch’
How
does She know
what color
to paint the sky?
or when to quiet nature’s sounds?
Absentmindedly
she reaches for a bunch of colored pencils.
I started to ask myself when did it begin How many days? 365 in most years, so has it been 1,825,000 – or more even science doesn’t know the answer Some would say quantifying things is important even necessary – but Life might be about each moment – how would one possibly find a way…
Baroque sounds massage the night. little boy whispers, “mommy, would you like it if s o m e …
Je vois une femme mais, I cannot see what she sees (sitting alone dans le jardin)…
Door closed Maisie bounded from behind the sofa fresh with the scent of winter we measure the days and hours in Maisie time Locked in the moment he shrugged off a scraped and bloodied face – oblique commentary on a parallel universe Mud and grass stains are part of the game – then bundled to…
On such a May morning thoughts of New England beckon Open windows shaded by large, old trees sun filtering through the leaves cool, breezy, fresh no overt fragrance like Savannah further south Too soon June will bring us to our senses air conditioners will drone blocking all feel and sounds of the outdoors Heat and…
Eagle flying in the air all alone, always there ever circling what do you see on the ground cold, dark, dank, brown circling, ever circling Over treetops, over farms lying fallow – is it flight keeps you alive? time long gone I’d lay watching as you worked the currents finally running in for the kill…