Wednesday, November 22, 2023
Contained
Friday, November 17, 2023
Reduce, Reuse, Recycle
Thursday, November 16, 2023
(If you could be any Animal) The First thing I can remember writing was about squirrels
We shared the trees.
Climbing,
always to greater hights,
and I would watch
and wish
I could make those
graceful
(sometimes graceless)
leaps
from tree to tree,
traversing the canopy,
this boundry between
earth and space.
Always a child
with one foot
not firmly
planted.
Tuesday, November 14, 2023
Gravity
on uneven pavement,
I stumble.
And this small event
recalibrates my gyroscope,
changing my focus
from what is ahead
to what is up.
So I greet the maple leaves
which rush down to offer
their comfort,
then stand again,
sore but grateful
to be reminded
that gravity
is here for all of us.
Friday, November 4, 2022
in the morning
"And, but, and or get you pretty far!"
-- Conjunction Junction
and there is the Sun,
mellow this morning
as if wondering
if this world
is worth shining on.
but, seeing the dew,
playing in the fallen
maple leaves
she rises for a peek
and refracts,
slow-
ing
ever
so
slight-
ly
as she passes through
the droplets,
exciting some electrons
who are happy to see her
or maybe
have been awakened too soon
and dread leaving the comfort
of home.
Friday, October 14, 2022
puddle break
"funny but it seems I always wind up here with you"
--The Carpenters
burnt orange
and sienna
take me places
where words fail
as leaves fall,
where I pray for rain
to gather
in puddles
suitable for stomping,
and gray skies
to dampen me,
until I wind up here,
chilled
and wet
with eyes open.
and ready
Friday, April 22, 2022
Speaking Fluent Mushroom
“There is also another option – they are saying nothing.” --Andrew Adamatzky on Mushroom Communication
we like to see parallels.
human connections
between living things.
electrical impulses
in the mycelium
become words
and sentences.
sending warnings.
expanding access to food
and water.
but no word
on messages being sent
designed only
to hurt
and hate.
so the parallel
falls apart