by heather | Sep 29, 2012 | Poems
It could be play-dough or paper snowflakes, a composition of notes musical or erudite, or pickling cabbage for winter… or this intense gaze over the field, bright gold against sweet blue, a swirling dance provoked by scouring wind. This view from the couch,...
by heather | Sep 29, 2012 | Poems
They wandered to the river, two grateful hearts savouring autumn gold as if it were a plum that travelled far for consummation. One allowed the cooling season in to calm the fire, begin the forward bend, the slow protective shelter, descent into quiet, warm...
by heather | Sep 5, 2012 | Poems
The way a bee dives, quivering with effort but fully engaged, pulled by the energy of sweetness, drenched in inescapable perfume … hovering, attentive, it drinks its fill, allows the sticky pollen to use its homeward flight for spreading life. No need to resist,...
by heather | Sep 5, 2012 | Poems
These twenty years or more dried out the soil, the salt of unshed tears a poison on the landscape. A few plants bearing fruit, these children with their roots outside the borders … but desolation reigns where bright sun shows no mercy. Blame is easiest, and...
by heather | Sep 5, 2012 | Poems
I surrender, no fight left, the holding gone… green shaking as the aspens dance, trembling joy diminished into words, semaphore of aeons fore and aft, drowning in a tender gasp of gratitude. Be loved beloved; grace carries all this breathing; aspire, inspire,...
by heather | Sep 5, 2012 | Poems
I’m happy to see the rooms you’ve made beautiful, pleased to watch you show your treasures, glad to smile at your newfound wealth… but will you let me peek over your shoulder through doors just slightly ajar? Can you hint at uncertain chaos, lurking?...
