a foolhardy florilegium
Come play by the light of a beautiful moon;
‘cos when lunacy comes it’s never too soon.
Dance ‘mongst the trees by the light from above; 48 more words
3 days, 19 hours ago
At times I like the open way; where all tracks are clear.
At other times I want to know Gaia holds me near.
Then there are times when paths are closed… 93 more words
4 days, 1 hour ago
I look around, what do I see;
a human tide washing over me.
A flood that overwhelms us all,
humans flourish in Gaia’s fall.
On the crest of the wave me all ride; 162 more words
3 weeks, 2 days ago
Hold my hand and we will go
to places only fairies know.
Beneath the green-striped lily leaf
beside a nest the robin weaves. 128 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
The Woods With No Name
Morning coffee and my attempt to think of news as stones
that I can shake through a screen to separate… 241 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago
settling around us
the white world of the new day
the mists shroud all life
walking in clouds
the whiteness of a new day
mist blankets my path… 23 more words
2 months, 1 week ago
Rock Wall in Suburban Woods
Stones in the wall nest with each other
as communion comes in touch and quiet.
The moss earns its way in solace… 163 more words
2 months, 2 weeks ago