Eyes burn
gritty paper, sand
tears pool
a room puddles
buckets, oceans pour over
dousing flickering flames
drowning
some letting go
dying
others left
wading
Eyes burn
gritty paper, sand
tears pool
a room puddles
buckets, oceans pour over
dousing flickering flames
drowning
some letting go
dying
others left
wading
In this wild resplendent place
ferns unfurl softly green
below bearded mossy trees
rain falls, birds call, echoing
sound of deep forest
breathing
Words by Emily
an everlasting novel
penned amidst the moors
Catherine’s face was just like the landscape — shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient.
Love lost
such cost drowning in seas
Waves flooding, some wading
tides to recede
Wash over
troubles, waters run free
to float, touch clouds
we hope
Smooth sailing, dead calm
we’ll drift, waves lift
to carry us
home
Water trickling, grooved patterns of bark
darkening drinking up
Bright yellow creeping
maple leaves losing green
fallen or hanging on
A wind gust
little rush of swirls
tiny leaves come to rest –
wakes the nightjar
from her evening nest
Wet wings, flickers fly
stellar jay looks on,
Roses withered, ages gone
petals on the
ground
This morning rain
autumn – cool rain falling into afternoon
hills, layers, fog nestled in
Clouds, mists become one
so far off, never a thought
the sun
Logs, wooded hills, we climbed
to view, our souls, some moments
in panorama we find
we touch our truths
divine
Yesterday
music encircled your soul,
laughter rang, so beautiful
Brilliant bells, colors, mountain meadows
An open book, you fell
in love with everything
Green hills, trees you climbed
above the seas
Stark
vast beauty of you, with worlds long hidden inside
fenced in places, cracks to be filled
your shinning brilliance killed
becoming so invisible
Illuminated
a flower, translucent you bloom
centered, calm within the petal storm
rainwater washing
clean the core
a place, no locks
your heart
an open door
Gray woods, morning mist
hangs upon the trees, leaves decay, sway
falling to the ground
quiet this world, but for the sound of rain
washing wet the berry vines, droplets
falling to the ground
tiny sparrow flits among sheltered branches
a nest to repair, twine and twigs, little sticks
falling to the ground
Moss, softly green as grass
some bare feet to pass
red fox and deer to tread
mossy stepped, quietly the forest led
soon to rest golden heads
bright leaves
falling sleepily
to bed
There was an ancient gully
there were skeletons,
ocotillos strewn across the sand
holy places creatures crawled out from
cactus brittle, drying, lying dead
Mirages leapt – spectrally
ghost dancers, drunkards falling down again
bloodshot eyes searching,
shipwrecks, lost waters, the sea
cool river floating past the trees, you drift
crash and wake alone
cow skulls haunt you
death’s sun bleached
bones
Sad the hour of denial’s disbelief
a day that never comes when years young of frolicking
Playful sweetest boy, swaying tail pure of joy
fluff ball dog in white, too soon your tired night
Long did run, his field days sung
we say goodbye, so cold yesterday’s
setting sun
Moon winds pretend to know me
clouds steal the sky away
never knowing my name
removing the veil
what game
night stars
play
We have always had tools
how to repair
stitch the tattered, fray of us
such fools
A family, shattered
all the days our
ruins
Can we will
such storms of darkness
now to light our dawn
love’s sacred singing?
We can
lighten our souls
softly winging
The
moth
drowsily
played
wings
of
spotted
eyes,
did
fly
Bright
the
candle
light
now
his
waxy
grave
No
more
the
fiery
flame
Running
do you
feel
the race?
Or meet with
it’s bitter taste?
The
Gold
Crush the painted pestle stained
of berries, purple, black
Liquid crimson geranium blood
red the paper sack
Gathering colors, lushly green
go shades of tan the water weeds
mixed upon a stone
Woodsy calls, her depths of fall
lone a painter’s
home
He was covered in oil that day
crawling undercover he did not play
Tossed out, abandoned to the rains
to join the ranks of strays
Green eyed guy found hiding, crying
shivering alone
Now Mr. Black is fat
in his happy
home
walking
no place today
in mind
thoughts reaching –
no tomorrows
to find
little daydream
a tune to be sung
life spinning
under autumn’s sun
far off
meadow plains,
cool wanes quiet falling sun
golden, reds
still hanging on
A place, nowhere to be,
no one am I
content beneath blue fields
of sky
She was sure of the shore,
much before the crushing storms
buried her at four – shoveled and pale
Sunk her soul
the brutal gales wailed
Tides dragged her off without a name
she lived where seashells lay
No words to speak, the silence keeps
fear’s troubling beasts at bay
Cold watery world, no place for a girl
she sleeps now in a fern’s curl
songbirds sing of forest’s green
the frond gently unfurls
Distant it grew nearer
shaggy, wagging butt
muffled barking mutt
In relation
to stars, planets – the earth
please share here the date of your birth
You needn’t put the year,
unless of course you dare
Now if you don’t mind
please post your
astrological
sign
Bird wings, sing
song’s sweet play,
gone – the rains washing
Hawk glides the sky stalking
talons piercing prey
dark the skies
they fall away
two birds
one dying
hearts unhinge
shutter, shattered
words swiftly bitter
twisted, uprooting love
This evening’s street fair
Twelve card spread, I am dancing
Gaia leads the way
Branches
Father
he spoke soft, willowy winds
protecting
when harsh, the storms blew in
Last night in my dream
Questions – secrets revealed
I wake with answers
The only one
The only one
The only one
I watched
first the thunder
booming, black of storm
All the gathering – flocks, clouds
leaves piled, blew
Windy gray the day deepened
void of birds singing
Breaking branches – cracked the gloom of dawn
all the scurry, dark forest floor so weary
Soon the rain began – a flood
death’s pooled lake of drowning
Ashen skies of furry, tumultuous blowing
ripped awake the day
Washing wet the soiled
stains of blood
my soul
South
Driving south
only cactus go by
my skin hot, dry
peel of my lips
taste how sweat drips
melt behind this wheel
sink into surreal
this road to Mexico
slow the air of black crows
slow the circling of death’s bones
cool riverbed, just ahead
driven from my home
drift, I float this desert ocean
dance this floor
alone
Seed soaking
dark soil of days
split apart, shed the self
you’ve planted
touch the earth, so clinging
brush the dirt
your freedom singing
rustic rain
brown- yellow hills
crows circle a carrion kill
I’ve come for resurrection to bleed against the sky,
thirsts like deserts, cool water washing
bones to soak
skulls abandoned, sun bleached white
prayer offerings for an earthly altar
here, where death
is hallowed
To fly as
paper birds
soft breeze to carry me
Wings rise, kiss the clouds
a kite, a dream
above the
Sea
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Drops – reddish rain on skins
slid dripping, pooled the leaves curled
Steps on stems break, gold the dawn awakes
windy wrecks of nests unhinge
needles, twine thru twigs
Ladders leaned
steps for splintered fingers
Blossomy buds plucked thru rungs
gone the breezy days we sung
Apple worms burrow
dig the beaking birds
Bees have flown homeward
In September’s slanted sun
we gather sweetest reds
Crisp the air drifts,
through branches overhead
River, branches grasped
Earth, my world spinning round
Released, I float on
Tears burn melt the flame
Ages fly – die the living
Final sleeps my dream
Maple tree
giant skyward leaning
Dropping leaves
do you dream, long of summer’s greening?
Your sunshine days,
the gray rains sway,
wintery cold
Once long ago
a tiny seedling
planted
So came the days,
long of summer’s winging
sweet the cherry chickadees sang
of June
Grasping leafy ribbons hung,
willowy warm the trees we swung
All the green – the frog soliloquy pond
Fritillaria, frilly forest fronds
grassy mountain meadow paths,
daisy clouds bloomed, swirling past
Wild geese flocked the lake,
dusk too soon alas
August night of seasons end
starry meteors flashed across
velvet black whistling to
a blue moon
Storm clouds gathering
Rain pouring, splashing puddles
Now the sun again
the steel – cold blue well
of unwitting wishes
sun silhouetted, blinding me
picnic blanket lazy days
wet petals, soft your kisses
deep the lake, some dive drowning in
or breathe their way back
home again
Grey
the darkness
deepened
Distant blue field
further, still the dawn
warmth of day, falls away
disappears into a
fragrant piney forest
a path – twine and twigs, mossy laid
soft steps, of hoof prints made
in tunnels wooded, dimly lit
gray lichen amid the moss
raindrops magnified, gazing through
boletus spongy staining blue
fat berries, salal and thimble red
sparrow rakes his nesting bed
when all the light has gone away
night slips silent into another day.
She loved the moon
long awaited ripeness full
Stood gazing
out the window
Then came a fool
his senses dull
they took their toll
and blinded dark
her radiant world
Autumn frost of mourning air that’s ever near
roaming roads weaving a way homeward
sudden clouds the cold gray surrounds me
hurried birds madly through trees
winter’s early calling
little footprints sparkle
white snow stars
falling
Orange woke
the sleeping world,
clouds, cumulus, creamy
feathery skies, painted fly
far escapes the night
sings morning pink, red
heavenly glow
ablaze in dawn’s
delight
The dawn, still the quiet embers
linger, wander, falling under
spells to uncover
Hands grasped golden nights
music fiery, blazed the heavens
mingling with starlight
Morning birds on wing,
dawn of sacred blessings
calling lovers home
The heat and scorch
a black singed wound
the blues and bruise
only a gaping hole
salt stung to close
still a heart in order to mend
must not contract
nor defend.
Dark skies whisper starlit
trailing arrows, sparkling glittery fly
hands illuminated, fingers moon dappled entwine
kiss of love’s star
Venus will have
her way
In Uganik Bay that year the sun never set
I walked the long greening path to the dock
fireweed taller than I shooting summer’s sky
Warmth of sun bringing lazy lily’s leaning
Little waves splashed breaking cerulean blue
I waited the mail plane, pontooned it flew
Lulling oceans smooth you landed
with eyes that sailed me far-off island stranded
next to you
Float plane to carry us edging mountains, snowy, jagged
Dall sheep, perched asleep precariously rocky hung
Kodiak bears forded rivers we circled streaming on
Deep black kettle ponds no man to touch
snowy patches amid viridian lush
frozen, not to melt
our treasured days of flying
We met again at Hatcher’s pass
with hearts to break as fragile glass
a part of love undying
Two maple trees
sun dappled window leaves
doves awake my dream
mourning breathes the air
breezy robes caress
green leaves
singing
That time in summer’s red, the hilly sands I climbed
willow grass woven white with yarrow, fragrantly entwined
my eyes softened in sea drift’s tide, of puddled shallows
ocean sang in rising waves, wild sea kelp tangled
sun slept scarce hours, it’s shining seaward beams
that only leave as the final silhouette
vanishes into night’s dream
I always take you in
the way you lie
on your back, exposing underbelly
Twitchy, tricky tale of you
scratching up my legs
you quickly turn
next moment fully purred
You haunt me in the night
hungry on the prowl
whiskers brushing skin
fierce in your growl
You never had to try
so hard, every trick in the book
your forlorn eyes
clawing caught me hooked
Strange music shook the mourning hour – waking
crash landing dreams, my sleepy ways forsaken
Til under other slumber I fell
to walk a lilting lake, green lily pads to float me
White petaled boats, lotus watery bloomed
other worlds sailed my dreaming room
strange music froggy
deeply toned
Long night
curtains dark the gloom
creak the steps to her sleeping room
solemn woman walks these woods
transforming limb and bone
in feathery flight she delights
to grace a moon swept pond
her whispers weave a song, to call her lover home
entwined they float the woodwind air
until the night is gone
Shapeshifter lights the darkness dawn
to shed the dreaming night
now slips away her lover
and fades the glorious swan
The perfect slanting of sun
tundra cotton leaning northward
salmon spawning homeward
golden grass – waved in winds
The cast of red autumn’s spell
Long road, cool ocean’s sun
Bare feet, warmth, sinks the softness
Drives my soul back home
Chemicals — hexafluorosilicic acid and sodium fluorosilicate
Derived from the phosphate mining industry,
both considered highly toxic by the EPA
These hazardous wastes are dumped into drinking water
LIES … Fluoride – it’s so good for your teeth
lies the dentist, lies the doctor, lies the politician
Lies the dead fish
in the water
Mossy, forest floor
orchids sweetly sprinkled
tread ever softly
your feet of
lady slippers
An
arrow
piercing
one’s heart,
left bleeding
for love’s sake
Stars sprinkled hover
in blackness of sky
Cold darkness
gives rise and fall
to moon’s breath
Harsh the winds, canyons – deep your drowning
echoes mirrored a lifetime looked upon
sun slept, darkness crept calling
lift the shade, peace parade
roses laid a silken path or
reign the muddied road
all for you to choose
finding your way
toward home
Lilting lake of music
echoes, birds, your watery world
I am fully undone in clear turquoise depths
glacial waters blind me to all else
I dream to walk across, song of you deep in heart
at the edge I stare gazing, a bird of dawn
alas, to dream, to be one with earth