October 2020 – Tiny Seed Literary Journal

Early Bird

31 Oct 202030 Oct 2020

Some bird in the still black- Blue speckle of morning Is singing Is putting forth such throat praise To the glories Of this new day From the tree top Outside…

Nature Poetry…

First Snow

31 Oct 202029 Oct 2020

Arriving in the crease of dawn not quite light not quite raw like a whirling dervish in the sand ecstatic flakes begin to land haphazardly across a stretch of lawn…

Featured Poet…

Featured Poet: Michelle Sylliboy

31 Oct 202028 Oct 2020

Exchange tobacco offerings honor value between each world by reconnecting spirit to conditions with no control life bursting at the seams our strength is belief courage felt from within breath…

Song of the Amargosa Toad

31 Oct 202027 Oct 2020

I’m just a toad I don’t even croak. I make a bizarre sound Like a shriek That seems to belie my Predicament. I live in one place in the world.…

News Flash

30 Oct 202029 Oct 2020

Not that an alligator in a Chicago lagoon doesn’t matter; not that a woman put her kids in a swimming pool on top of her van is borderline child abuse;…

Nature Flash Fiction…

A Walk on the Wild Side

30 Oct 202024 Oct 2020

I’m lucky. I live in beautiful Hunterdon County, New Jersey. And there’s wildlife everywhere. On my daily, early morning walks, I see deer, rabbits, squirrels, wild turkeys, even a…

My Studio is My Wild

29 Oct 202028 Oct 2020

my studio is my wild house plants adorn my antique wood desk window ledges are alive succulents bonsai fern climbers bamboo money plant African violets orchids and flowering geraniums i…

Through the Eyes of Nature

Tiny Dancer

29 Oct 202027 Oct 2020

Poem by Josephine Pino Josephine Pino is an educator, a poet, a scientist, and hopefully more. She currently lives near Portland, Oregon, but has lived in many places. She…

Nature Flash Fiction…

Mother and Child

29 Oct 202018 Oct 2020

I was born on a spring morning when the leaves were half-sprouted and the frost was still sparkling on the grass. My mother, thirsty with pain and exhaustion, licked it…

Lombard Street, San Francisco

29 Oct 202023 Oct 2020

Long claws scrape down fog-slick stones, survival not a question, but an act. Masked eyes shine with street lamp gold as small gray paws corner baguette crusts in pots of…

Obituary: A Tree

28 Oct 202018 Nov 2020

Her birth was born in scat. A seed that had passed through the inner lining of a grey fox that had gulped her up on accident as he, in turn,…

Nature Poetry…

Thought From Bed

28 Oct 20209 Nov 2020

I watch as the sheer curtains inhale and exhale. I am succumbed with grief on how I’ve seemed to lose the inherit stillness that lives within and around me.…

Nature Poetry…

As the Evening Fell

28 Oct 202020 Oct 2020

The thickest, grey tarpaulin, of an overcast sky, deepening grey, in minutes first, then, each second, the full spectrum, of the colour, from beginning to end. The rain,…

Nature Photography…

Gossamer

27 Oct 202018 Oct 2020

Photo by Alex Brown Alex Brown is a writer living in Atlanta, GA. Her work can be found at http://alexbrownwriting.com. She has been dabbling in film photography during the…

Through the Eyes of Nature

Subsong

27 Oct 20202 Dec 2020

I called three times across the mountain. I called twice more. I called three times across the mountain and you heard me, from the grass below, when I jumped headlong…

Lessons from a Ruby-Throated Hummingbird

27 Oct 202027 Oct 2020

Your existence is a miracle. It matters not your size or shape Gifts nor limitations Obstacles nor achievements, You exist in the family of created things On purpose and purposefully.…

Common Ground

27 Oct 202023 Oct 2020

You hear him, seizing night and day underground in the basement, loudly listening with his legs, scraping with his forewings, speaking in the house, yet still in the wild. Is…

Where is Your Wild

On the Edge of Wildness

26 Oct 202020 Oct 2020

I have ridden wild horses And looked a gorilla in the eye As he stopped munching on bamboo High in the Virungas in Rwanda But I don’t run with the…

Elephant

26 Oct 202022 Oct 2020

The elephant said as his eye turned red I fear our days are numbered, then raised his mighty trunk on high and through the jungle lumbered Ten hunters came in…

Nature Flash Fiction…

The Garden

26 Oct 202015 Oct 2020

The quote on my teabag reads, “A garden is a delight to the eye and a solace for the soul” bringing about a memory of my grandfather kneeling at…

Late Autumn Raccoon

25 Oct 202025 Oct 2020

The embers of sunset still glow as the lone raccoon skulks from his den. All night he scavenges dry kernels from shriveled cobs scattered across a stubbled field. Full and…