Wednesday, March 26, 2014

 
A Quiet Corner
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Warm Light in Winter
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


From the Heart of Me


So, I’m sitting there waiting

And the fear comes up: What

If?

And it feels hot and shaky and

I send it that slow spread of Love

From the heart of me.

 

Or listening to a friend talk about her

Life, how she’s trying to be better, to

Mold herself,

And it feels like need, like a pressure in my chest and

I send it that slow breath of Love

From the heart of me.

 

Or there’s news of more bombings, another disaster

In the east and it feels like despair, like the absence of hope

And I feel it in my face, frozen into not showing anything and

I send it that golden light of Love

From the heart of me.

 





Wednesday, March 19, 2014

 
Cold Wintry Winds in Brightest Skies
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Awakening

I heard the first

Eruption of sound

That is

The redwing

Blackbird's call.



At sunrise

I heard it,

And it told me

Spring is here.









Wednesday, March 12, 2014

 
Beginning Again
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Forest After Snow
















After Snow


The air is moist and grey

Light colours the tree trunks black,

The hemlocks darkest green.

 

The only sound is the regular beep, beep, beep

Of the dump truck snow plow reversing below in the valley, an electronic tune

In the dark dawn.

 

Then black ravens call call call

Across the hillside

While school bus labours up the hill roaring.

 

I walk carefully on the slippery snow, the

Sleeves of my jacket pushed up, the throat open,

Mittens wet with cloud condensation.
 

We’re under the weather here, the top

Of the hill white-grey shrouded

 

When the school bus descends,

I meet it coming ‘round and give the driver a V for victory,

“You made it!”
For the hill is steep and the snow slippery,

and because I feel that

 
We are here. Now.

We are here.









Wednesday, March 5, 2014

 
Embrace the ALL
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Still Reaching
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Balance


On one foot, and then begin

A slow rise

To full height,

Then a

Slow stretch to full expansive

Reach

 

Always with balance as

Your way forward, tentative, perhaps

Thoughtful,

Careful perhaps,

Aware

 

That will bring you

Peace