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Waiting
In the courtyard, ravens sitting on the backs of seven white lawn chairs circling a white table. Waiting for lunch.
Soul Scars
Our mother’s anger Blood on our legs and backsides With scars in our souls
Wind
Written July 15, 2011 ————————————————– Last night in my backyard The wind traveled high Danced in the top of tall trees While shorter trees stood perfectly still
Dining
I want to dine on the balcony of a city apartment on a street by the sea. Seasoned sea scallops Sparkling mineral water Green avocado
Writing Practice
March and April given To Goldberg’s writing practice Lost my ability to poem ————————————————– ————————————————– Wrote in July, 2021, after taking a Zoom class with Natalie Goldberg. Wrote two versions. See below. ————————————————- ————————————————- Spring wild mind given To Goldberg’s … Continue reading
Questioned
Gestures, expressions Convey a different message Truthfulness questioned
Curved
Walking the unstraight path offers divine beauty and space for thriving. Photo of my front walk taken after a rain in summer 2021.
Love Heals
When animals are sick, they stop moving, stop socializing, and stop eating. Give them plenty of love because many times love can heal. I am worried about The Big Boy, a neighborhood stray. He doesn’t easily warm up to love. … Continue reading
Xmas Colors in Summer
———————————————— The green of Dogwood Red of Japanese Maple Coleus on my porch ————————————————- The letter X was a secret symbol used to say you were a member of the church. Chi (or x) is the first letter in the … Continue reading
Cicadas’ Songs
Rocking on the porch Cicadas’ songs surround me Feeling underwhelmed
Later, Miss Slater 