Stark, white heat scalds a fragrant froth of sage, distilled like lavender in the searing blaze. And it sings loud and alive with honeybees, an electric white noise, like standing, human, at the heart of the hive.
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àite còmhnaidh (Dwelling Place)
I am from paper, ink, words, images and spidery handwriting, from Canon, Nideggen, burnt sienna and red ochre, coptic and codex. I am from lands of green, with dark, worked soil, from the adoration of constellations and the heavy scent of woodsmoke in the autumn air. I am from the eagle tree and coyote fire-song, […]
identity, poems, poetry, ScotlandWhite Hot
the white-hot day is blinding tired. lightning lacerates a darkening sky. I turn my palm to cradle four or five large drops as the rest land sizzling on the sidewalk.
She Loves The Lines Around His Mouth
how dear the road map of your beloved face. sometimes all I can do is read the journey there – with no words to say.
love letterOut of The Blue
a great BLUE heron wings West a cloud dragon is half-submerged in the deep BLUE sky a BLUE damselfly barely survives the intersection a BLUE wild chicory grows in proliferation and a RED-winged BLACK bird stretches his wings saying “Chick-ah-Reeeee…”
Fossils in the Sky
In the morning sky an archeopteryx, brilliant white, with wings of cloud and spine, the whirling lace of a contrail.
Heard Among The Ravens
“Hey Dudes, what’s with those humans playing raven speak at us out of those little handheld things?” “I dunno. And why do they keep repeating the same thing over and over again? Buzz bomb the black and white dog….” I heard a couple of ravens laughing the other day, maybe the real joke was that […]
jokes, ravensDrawn In
sharp and green as silver needles tugging raw linen thread, the smell of sun on wet juniper draws me back tight to sew the scent to my memory.
Summer
I swallow summer, whole, like a wild, sweet berry. You shine verdant, sunlit, fruit on a sacred tree.
photographyOver Heard While Home for Lunch
Daddy Dog is in the back room with Mouse (Mouse is actually Sadie the Border Collie). Mouse: (and here you should know that we make our dogs talk in funny voices!) “Mom…..Daddy is kissing me” Mama Dog: (making coffee for the next morning) “Wow…lucky you, he hasn’t kissed me yet today.” Daddy Dog: […]
border collies