poetry & short story author – artist & nature lover
wrapping the stars around my shouldersI hear you call my nameweeping, I turn awayfor even the mere thought ofyour countenance gazing at meI am weak, I am small your beauty, more than I can beholdyou snatched my breath awayI’m in a vacuumorbiting around youmy… Continue Reading “Exaltation No. 1”
first she whispers, then she howls, after which she lifts her skirts and tiptoes in, her delicate footsteps leaving crocuses and fresh green shoots of sweet meadow grasses in their wake, she laughs, she sighs, and I fall in love with Spring all over… Continue Reading “Spring Makes an Entrance”
Relentless sway Rise and fall Wet, wet, dry Shifting tiny things Cradling the old Cold and full of life Warm and empty Filled with song and movement Movement, movement Rising again Bringing back new life A cry! An awakening Hopeful, peaceful, fierce Fits of… Continue Reading “Heard in a Seashell One Evening”
I don’t know butthere’s far more to be saidto be feltto be heardto be heldto be lived far above and beyondanything we could imagine perhaps the answeris simply: reach tara caribou | ©️2023 photo by me
within winter’s sigha murmur rises on the windsparkles glint off the edgesof a million snowflakes,compressed and wind blownagainst the base of birch orwithin a field’s hollow the murmur becomes a humand a snowshoe hare lifts up,whiskers twitchingears on high alertthe hum, in turn, sheds… Continue Reading “One Last Howl”
I don’t care if it’s been written before or if writing about love is cliche… here are the facts: I’m an earthy, passionate woman who is in love, and deeply so. I’m in love with the words and the earth and the sea and… Continue Reading “Cliche”
Hello my friends, so far I’m having a nice winter. Nothing too crazy, not too cold, not too wet, just peaceful. I am content. I spend a fair amount of time watching the wildlife and just nature in general. It is often my source… Continue Reading “January Visitors”
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