Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The Zebra Effect

Roadside Stand


I can fight it

Or I can breathe into it

But I can’t pretend that it’s not there.

The effort of trying to get away

Is hopeless.

Hopelessness is the downslide.

Fear results.


You try it for

Yourself and see.

Fear results.


So, I breathe into it and say, “Okay.”

Then I move on to other things.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Dance of the Water Spirits


The Coming of the Light

Drive in the brilliant sunshine,

Feeling its heat through the car windows.

Then walk in the snow, in the crunching, child-like snow,

And feel light caress your face

While the blue jay cries.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

A Winter's Day

Snow Scape


I snip roughly round edges of brightly coloured paper

Choosing in the instant

This shape, that hue.

The magazines have many colours in them

And the choices are deliciously arbitrary.

There are words as well, like beacons on a dream landscape:





I will later cut a bit more artfully and


Remind myself of what

Joy looks like

Feels like.