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Tag Archives: nature
Illusion
I knew the scar was coming and after three opinions, the surgeon was chosen with care, this one less cavalier, instilling a quiet hope that I might still recognize the face in the mirror. As the shiny scalpel cut away … Continue reading
Morning Thunder
“ It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.” – Frederick Douglass A rumble reverberating through the air woke me from a … Continue reading
Borderland
Centuries of the same tired words reverberate through time, never fraying the seasons and hours of the day parsed out by man nature’s eternal rhythms ignored or manipulated creating monsters in their place, leaving us to cry out, with hearts as … Continue reading
Neglected Treasure
“ Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring.” – Neltje Blanchan Mornings here are no longer greeted by the chorus of the blackbird choir, the feathered flock have moved back to the cattail clotted edges of the … Continue reading
Peace & Plenty
“ The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.” – Henry Beston I wrote of early spring in my … Continue reading
Posted in blog, journaling, life, memoir, travel
Tagged abundance, blogging, Brant geese, dark red wine, forest, nature, ocean, peace, raven, taste cafe & bistro, Tigh-Na-Mara, Vancouver Island, walking, winter, writing
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Boundless
“ Like some winter animal the moon licks the salt of your hand, yet still your hair foams violet as a lilac tree, from which a small wood-owl calls.” – Johannes Bobrowski I want my words to conjure spring instead … Continue reading
Maelstrom
There’s a collective storm brewing the likes of which we’ve never seen. Words that whispered through our minds are on news feeds for all the world to hear. The cacophony cuts like a knife, interrupting peaceful dreams and guiltless sleep, … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged eternal, eye of the storm, forest, hope, light, nature, news feeds, noise, peace, refuge, storm, sunset, Tower of Babel, world, worry
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