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 colliesHouse of Earth and Stems
pale feathered lace blossoms blooming mats of buffalo grass roots so strong as to build houses on the plains grim faced women with grass grown roofs and walls imagine the sweet earth smell of it like the bed of a burrowing owl all roots down and flowers up
photography, poems, poetryThe grace of rain
The cool mist of this evening’s cusp, shrugs against the blazing heat of yesterday. My body bows in gratitude for each new drop.
photography, poetry