Maple Bacon March Morning
A towhee’s red-rim eye caught sun yesterday,
relentless before the rain followed up… 109 more words
1 week ago
a foolhardy florilegium
Alone now flies the flocking bird
and less now is Dawn’s Chorus heard.
The world we knew crumbles to nought;
exhausted by life’s battles fought… 112 more words
3 months, 1 week ago
My leaves are gone;
my branches bare.
My bark is showing!
Please don’t stare.
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Lauren McBride finds inspiration in faith, nature, science and membership in the Science Fiction Poetry Association (SFPA). 66 more words
3 months, 3 weeks ago
A Whistle Broke
Deep down in the woods a whistle broke
loose and tensed the dog, tail a-wave
for a parade she ached to join. 99 more words
4 months ago
Now summer with her raging heat,
Withdraws her arms from panting earth,
The night descends, it seems at midday
Wrapping our world in darkened veils… 240 more words
4 months, 1 week ago
The Day I Helped Lop Ten Thousand Rosebushes
November 9, 2016
Wind pruning we call it. Taking the garden down
to wrist high so when the winter winds blast… 183 more words
4 months, 2 weeks ago