Best Listener

Art of listening, best taughtby the family pooch –ears attuned to nuancescarefully weeding throughhuman gibberishfor words that resonate –treat, dinner, walk, cuddles… Eyes inviting compassionconveying depth beyond understandingand when tone turns impatientlittle paws retreat, as if words are blows If only I could learn to listenhear the workings of your mindinquisitive, compelling – imaginewhat I […]

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Contemplating Slopes

Dauntingthe loomingmountainsideor the oceansidecliffs whose ascentmocks my limitations Fragile,the glint ofspidery thread,whose expanse, thoughdelicate, stretches without fear The way our income curvesdownward, whileour needs mount Life’s slopesprecarious, demandinginevitable, and yet we find ourselvesill-prepared when forced to navigate them.

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Meadow Haiku

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

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A Bird’s Eye View

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 […]

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Whose Earth Is This?

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.)

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Mother Robin

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.)

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Time for Liftoff

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.)

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Birds And Humans

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.)

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Photographer’s Dream

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.

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In 2021, I Woke Up

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 […]

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