Paths 2026 Open Water 10 Mar 202618 Feb 2026 Sliding by the creek edge,watching the ripples amplify.Where the bow goes I don’t know,I aim it aimlessly,For there is no path here,Just capricious directions,beckon to the will of the windand…
Paths 2026 Don’t Walk the Line 9 Mar 202612 Feb 2026 A butterfly’s serpentine pathbetween impromptu floral sketchesof tears and joy, bitter and sweet.Clusters of summer grapes clippedby the vigneron, left to fertilize the soil,vines decluttered for better balancebetween fruit and…
Nature… Without You, My Existence Drifts 8 Mar 202612 Feb 2026 Ushiku, Minami 2-18-38, Ibaraki 300-1222, JapanWithout you, my existence drifts—no embered threshold to welcome the ache,no star-mapped path to hush my roaming,no anchor in the surge that swallows light.The wind…
Nature… Your Forest 7 Mar 202611 Feb 2026 Dedicated to my childrenOne morning, when you awakenat my age now, you will realizehow your life has become a forestof highways, webs and riversthat sometimes flow smoothlyand sometimes laden with…
Nature I See Sharon Laughing 6 Mar 202611 Feb 2026 Like fairy tale pictures in a big bookillustrated in crayon colors—each character, tree, flower, birdoutlined in thin black ink for emphasis.I remember walks through woodsdappled in summer light,softness of pine…
Paths 2026 Swamp-lit Saunter 5 Mar 202611 Feb 2026 Autumn bleeds into Solstice the way poetry soaks before the ripple but comes to me as wordless breath that vanishes on composing. Morning swamp-to saunter taking pause on recumbent ash…
Paths 2026 Feather Painting 4 Mar 202611 Feb 2026 Our friends had flown north again to see us.brought their babies, were grateful for our help: the red juice we served in up-side down bottles.Others came as well.Came in winter…
Paths 2026 Does Water Write All Poems? 3 Mar 20269 Feb 2026 If my body is water,Is my mind a rock the stream runs overOr am I also bound for the sea?If wood is grown from air,Are the trees the windThat tries…
Nature Blessed are the Bud Keepers 2 Mar 20262 Mar 2026 Why does a bud unfurlif no one is there to view?A billboard of beauty blastswith colors and scents swirlingin a limited theatrical release.The self-absorbed do not see.The propagandized solely seek…
Nature December’s Eve 1 Mar 202621 Feb 2026 I dream of dark crownight, stars or snowflakes shimmertheir wan-lit path down,down, down to wave-tossedsea. Three weeks yet ‘til Solsticewhen we turn a lefton a pitted road,put ear to the…
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