Meadow Haiku

June 6, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Golden glow transformsgrassy meadow – Earth giggleswith fantastical delight. (For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: meadows. Photo my own.)

A Bird’s Eye View

May 9, 2021.Reading time 1 minute.

It’s a bird’s perspective I envy –the ability to perch up highbalanced, no matter the weatherunaffected by the drama below –I shall never know such calm,being afraid of heights. (For Bird Weekly Photo challenge: birds perched up. Not sure of featured image (a sparrow of somes sort), Bald Eagle, and Red-winged blackbird) A Bird’s Eye […]

Whose Earth Is This?

May 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Whose Earth is this?ask the trees reachingto kiss mountainous sky. Who cares for her?ask the creatures all,grateful for her bounty. Machines rumbleforests fall – a standfor progress answers none. (Image my own.)

Mother Robin

May 2, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Does Robin feel the flutterof fledglings incubating beneath her downy breast And does her heart soarwith thoughts of little beakssoon to be agape with hunger? How carefully she tends her nestnature or nurture, I do not knowbut the miracle remains the same. (For Eugi’s weekly challenge: flutter. Image my own.)

Time for Liftoff

March 26, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Ground beneathshiftingonce solidnow swirlingdissolving –gritty eddiesof sand… Would be a desert stormif not standingat water’s edge;nothing for itbut to leaptake a riskand fly… (This poem first appeared here as Flying Fish, in 2016. Now edited and retitled for Eugi’s Weekly prompt: swirling. Image my own.)

Birds And Humans

February 2, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A band of blue jaysgather around, debaseserenity of this gardenparty: chickadees and cardinalsscatter, sense dangerin raucous intrusion – Bemused, I watch, marvelbirds parodying humans. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

Photographer’s Dream

January 28, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Examining the intricaciesof a spider’s weaving Marvelling as a mother raccooncarries her babies one by onewhile a bobcat prowls the tree line Delighting in the birth of a calfanticipating the arrival of more Wonder and trepidationcoinciding – and I, behindlens, am child againwide-eyed baskingin the glorious outdoors.

In 2021, I Woke Up

January 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

This year the plague cameand I blamed the windfor carrying destructionand I blamed the sunfor its ineptitudeand the rain,no friend of mine,only served to drownmy expectations. Lockdownand social distancemasks and antisepticshow was a soul to survive? Pushing 2020out the doorcertain reliefwould followbut change is nota date on the calendara release of circumstance I turned inwardfaced […]