Starsurfing REBLOG

I thoroughly enjoyed the magic of exploring the stars in this piece. I once left my body, Off into the night, Not into a dream, Nor into my mind, But careening into the sky, Imitating a cosmonaut, I found myself in an ethereal state, Riding the coat tails of a comet, Like a wandering gentleman, […]

Flyer

Wheezing and sighing, he climbed upwards, ever upwards. The thick bough between his hands branched, branched, branched again, growing thinner as it did. Occasionally he took a wrong turn, came to the end and just wasn’t high enough. He felt it, knew it. Back he turned, following his trail back down through the canopy until […]

The Cycle of Life part I

The first note of awareness wasn’t a quick sharp thing. It was a greying at the edges of deep black. A slow brightening. A stretching. And then you were. There had been violence to your creation. There was all around you essence of something else. You pulled in and absorbed it. You realized now that […]

Creating Art

Just for fun, here’s some fun art projects I’ve been working on. No reason other than the act of creation. Hope you enjoy…. 5-minute pencil sketch exercise tara caribou | ©2020 How about you? Are you creating art?

Night Owl

There’s an owl that lives on my property and he’s out there hoo-hoot-hooing all night long and I wish that for a night or two I could become an owl myself and sit in higher branches than he and see exactly what he sees. I wonder if his beautifully haunting call strikes terror in the […]

Fields Under a Blue, Blue Sky

Foot on the fence post Looking out on the land The sky seems bluer these days She told me she loved me With her dying last breath Seventeen years, today Back when I was young and alive Stars and dreams on the horizon Me and Molly kept on without her Sunsets never look the same […]

No Impact

Engulfed in the fury of forest fire intent Insulted, you fear me; my force inspires lament Descent to the flames you wage war and char Conventional games your aim’s poor not far Reaching beseeching me to douse your mistake Bleaching decreasing thee to mouse fed to snake In the wake of your destruction; your function […]

Comet

stars sail across the sky as they fly by I snatch their tails a trail of glitter left behind and my hair a comet’s tail it’s bitter cold but the lights are so clear from up here I wonder why I didn’t grab hold sooner tara caribou | ©2020