Nature… 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…
Nature… 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…
Nature… 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…
Nature… 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…
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…
Nature… 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…
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…
Nature Poetry… At a Rest Area Outside Des Moines 25 Oct 202015 Oct 2020 Cheryl sees it first, a deer as white as a child's paper cut-out grazing with the herd in the sunset stubble past the parking lot where we've stopped the…
Nature Poetry… Beach Walk 25 Oct 202015 Oct 2020 Leave the car at the Old Coast Guard Station parking lot, leave traffic noises, the low bustle of tourists through pier village shops, for the dirt path between cedars. …
Where is Your Wild Domesticated 24 Oct 202017 Oct 2020 Under April’s helpless shine the city foresters shovel and bucket clinks of leaf mush from curb corners, fresh food softened by spring getting dumped and spread across the tree boxes…
Nature… Parsnips 24 Oct 202024 Oct 2020 Such tiny discs, paper thin: most blow away on the wind and seeds that stick sit tight and wait before deciding to germinate. But those that wake in this clay…
Nature… Blue Milk 23 Oct 202018 Oct 2020 A late April snow clouds the view of fence line and the trees are an elegant velcro black against the hills. The soft thrum of fattened snowflake drowns sound into…
Where is Your Wild Wollaston Beach 22 Oct 202015 Oct 2020 Every morning while we lie in bed before a day of unfinished sentences and clients keeping us long on the phone just 20 minutes away, the apricot sun hits…
Nature Poetry… Escape 22 Oct 202015 Oct 2020 Nature is my escape anywhere I am. I go wild in my mind when I think of it. It’s a refuge anytime I need to get away, To take…
Nature… Perfectly Imperfect 21 Oct 2020 In order of appearance: Perfectly Imperfect Devine Ordinary Mind's Eye Photographs by Nicole Thompson My name is Nicole Thompson and I have had a passion for photography for about…
Nature Poetry… Circles 21 Oct 202014 Oct 2020 I am considering circles while I watch the big crow pick at the newly dead carcass of the mallard duck, so fresh the emerald band at his neck…
Nature Poetry… Autumn in the Wings 20 Oct 202015 Oct 2020 Twigs’ lush medium is converting to calligraphy, the dismissal of leaves to launch its winter forewarning. Laden with late acorns, squirrels chuck-chuck meaningless memos, counter-balance full bellies, tails unfurled.…
