Over the past few moons I’ve been learning about labyrinths—inspired by the wonderful posts of Jackie Morris. Jackie is an artist, naturalist and writer in Wales with a magical sensibility and a fondness for placing rocks she’s adorned with golden labyrinths in random locations where they may or may not be found. As my fascination with […]
We are home ground. A piece of earth rich with every mineral, with water, and air. We are the place where I need to sit, with every inch of my skin. Where fibered roots reach deep,tendriled, complex, holding firm within a matrix of dark soil that will not shift in fear. We are a riot […]
Chill, silvered, shimmering of roiling black, moving stream, chaotic beyond all constraint. Light reflects there, on the surface flowing quick-silver, cold fire. Leaves, branches wrench in the wind with the sound of tearing paper. Anticipate! Wait for it! Sharp the sound – a breaking bell of corvid-speak, falls, blue, like crystal; then breeze-stirred chimes sound in […]
Sego Canyon Strange scrawled images, haunting, drawn in red ochre – stark, smooth walls, higher than a human’s reach. A quick lizard awaits the end of day’s heat, hidden beneath peckings of ghostly humans, spiraling snakes and big horned sheep. A tender green vine curls like a fetus into water washed red rock.
In this ancient stretch of earth our lives blink, moments, brief as the lace of snow. To have uncovered you, a jewel richly buried in shadowed soil, there growing, a watered fern, a river rock glowing soft in the ground, moonlight, soul sweet, passion-dark magic strong; your heart, an amulet, such power I can scarce […]
Darkness, Dreams, forest, fragrance, love, love letter, memories, poemstilting Earth moves, inexorable, grinding slowly in her rhythmic journey around the Sun. shadows stretch slanted, low and long, calligraphy, inscribed of Autumn’s hand. a feather’s shaft pierces the ground and there stands, a sundial, marking hours of passion in sliding daylight. in the new darkness of morning we sleep. I am drawn, a rare […]
autumn, Darkness, Dreams, Earth, forest, Light, Mystery, Passion, SleepNine balloons drift, silent, through quiet yellow air in the eastern sky. Field grasses turn gold overnight. The trees are holding out for just a little more Summer – never let it end, they say, clinging long to the green though it is beginning to look threadbare and worn. Daily they lose the battle for […]
autumn, seasonsI longed for your lips, your love, your body, all that is the reality of you ~ until the time of us arrived. Fire for you has scorched through my veins every moment since. Sweetest Angus, I’ll never forget looking into your eyes that day. We sat at the little table where the embarrassed man […]
kisses, love letters, memories