Nature

Run

Footsteps on gravel slip into soft padding on rock. The trees sigh in dismay as I turn with shoulders raised. Warmth floods through me, within and...
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Eves' Tears

Convallaria majellus
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Self Seeding

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If I could paint in blue,

mind is like an ocean, calm, ripples at its shores, deep, bottomless, and yet not fathomless. Measured in strokes, and darting, diving, flitting...
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Krell apologizes for Jezebel

In the midst of the outraged silence, Thornton Krell grabbed the microphone and tried to explain "When Barton Toddler delivered his rendition of "to...
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Wilfred's bugle, Sambre, France, 1918

(or, the profits of war) Bugle, dropped, by a deaded German soldier, later, found by you Wilfred, lying by his side, muddied. Did you play? Arms,...

Cold, Tuesday May 14th 1963, Cardiff

You birthed me on this day, beautiful, clever you. Was I crying, laughing, coughing? It was cold but the back room was warm. Was there a fire going?...
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Fire, in the belly (or, this Materialism is a living death)

We are Energy, and more, immortal, indestructible. Only connect, the battery, the fuse, the indelible consciousness. Fire, ignite the spirit, the...
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Maple Tree Den

A poem about our Maple Tree that overhangs our garden den. Another photo I took. Once naked in winter, sleepy growth is revving up now spring is here...
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