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Boundless Earth…

sycamore trees

my shadow
with the sycamores,
in dappled sunlight,
and quiet applause…

I paid homage
to their barren boughs,
with the courage
of earthen vows…

undressed by winter winds,
exposed down to
their crusty skins…

they’ve surrendered
to the elements,
with no sign
of a sad lament…

standing boldly
buds shall reemerge,
to restore our faith in boundless earth…

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Saturday Blues…

In rows, they stood

cheering me on,
believing me
hearing my song… guardians
blue skies,
I could hear their voice
between my sighs… worshipers
of all that is,
like lovers,
chanting to the abyss…
stained with blue
the asphalt wept
a chorus
I can’t forget…

all in a row

It’s Day 15. I think, and the lockdown has been extended for another 2 weeks, so that means we are staying home until the end of the month. I have mixed feelings about it, but the powers that be have decreed it, so we must adhere to their advice.
I do believe it is a time of deep reflection and gratitude. I have witnessed much kindness in our little town. The poor are always the ones who suffer most in these crises…

When I get to go on shopping trips I optimize my time out by taking pictures of the abundance of beauty all around…

Stay safe and happy Saturday!

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Happy Thanksgiving…

“May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven around the heart of wonder.”
― John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes: Celtic Reflections on Our Yearning to Belong

vic bay

There’s a silence
within me,
that keeps on growing,
a deep forbearance
a gradual knowing…

It’s peace
that saturates
my whole being,
feelings of love,
universal believing…

It’s light
from each
living thing,
a holy presence
touching my skin…

It’s a credence
that shuns
the taste of doubt,
a sacred spillage,
a turnabout…

when faced with grief
and earthly woes,
it’s Jah’s benevolence
finding repose…

it’s all my days
numbered by grace,
anthems sung
from a desolate place…

Even bitterness
cannot snuff out light,
extravagant forgiveness
restores my sight…

And when gratitude is freely expressed
there is a sense
of being
divinely blessed…


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The virtuoso of re-runs…

Day twenty-three…

“When I rise up let me rise up joyful like a bird.”
― Wendell Berry


he alights on foliage of green
his breast almost tangerine
and every day he intervenes…

while basking in the autumn sun
his praise comparable to none
the virtuoso of re-runs..

his feathers glisten at first light
my robin sings with such delight
preaching till the world is right…

Photo courtesy of

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Saturday reflections…

“Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting – over and over announcing your
place in the family of things.”
― Mary Oliver

saturday serenade
stop along the way
be drawn by reflections,
hold color within your breath,
and loose all direction… on gritty paths
of fortitude, 
she pardons every sin,
cloud formations
bless you,
and favor strokes your skin… scramble from grumbling,
be astonished by the sights
of lucid wild geese,
of phosphorescent heights…
Lamentations are freed
and absorbed
by the flora,
afflictions will dissipate
and become
radiant auras…
You don’t have to walk for miles
just settle
on the banks;
and feel great admiration
for a cosmos
giving thanks…


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Blessed be those who looked for you
and found you, their kind hands
urgent to open a blue window
in the gray wall formed around you.
― John O’DonohueTo Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

full force

Sometimes it hits me
full force
head on
like a freight train
crushing my bones
turning me to dust…
And only a tiny spark
hides in plain sight
wanting to reach me
and bring me back to life…
The kindling
of my very last hopes
and dreams
in ashes
watching till the bitter end…
And the credits roll out
and all I can see
is the list
of light-filled souls
who stood by me!


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Recipe for removal of bitterness…

I was going to participate in the poetry month for April but I realize it takes up so much of my time, so I’m going to do it intermittently… 🙂
This is my recipe for April the first! (one day late)

recipe for bitterness

Mix in sweet gratitude and let it seep…
Take dollops
of surrender
And pour in deep…
Let presence enfold you
immersing the pain,
on a low heat of forgiveness
whisk in the remains…
of grace and mercy,
with heapfuls of love,
blended with compassion,
and using kit gloves,
sharpness will boil away, as you ladel out blessings
count them very slowly,
it may be messy…
it may take courage to let it dissolve,
bake on high and
you will evolve…

bitterness is removed
with loads of patience
serve with love
and dedication…