I knew the wolf
To be a wolf
But in the forest
He was kind to me
So did not think
To give a shout
Let Grandma know
Wolf was about
April fool, tis me
No fool
The Woodsman, he
Fortunately
Or for dessert
Wolf would have had
Me
Tag: NaPoWriMo
Creating the Divine
The beauty
Of existence
Seems not always
Beautiful
Of existence
Seems not always
Beautiful
I discover the divine
Through smoke haze
Muted tones
And hidden features
Seek the clarity
Beneath the murk
Colourless moments
Can be vivid
I remind myself
Create the divine
From the apparent
Mundane
Called Home
I was taught
All glories
Soon enough
Will pass
All glories
Soon enough
Will pass
Until I
Understood
Everything
Is glory
The Amber Stream
I wend my way
Through life and all
Its myriad conditions
Through life and all
Its myriad conditions
Oxbows and diversions
Rapids and reservoirs
Confined by circumstances
Wide and shallow
Narrow and deep
Always flowing toward the light
Golden warmth which fills my heart
Reflecting on the amber stream
Spirit’s Playground
Sunset and the Sea
Calms my mind
Like a deep breath
Calms my mind
Like a deep breath
Frees my heart
Like a lover’s kiss
Spirit’s favourite playground
Proximate Intimacy
Proximate intimacy
The kinship felt by being close
Without touching
Even among strangers
It’s strange to live day after day
Without the physical nearness
Of another human being
Fucking virus
One Small Human on a Beach
I love the places
That make me seem small
And that I so often try
To make myself feel bigger
By focusing on some small detail
That make me seem small
And that I so often try
To make myself feel bigger
By focusing on some small detail
One tree in a forest
One stone on a beach
One face in a crowd
Pastel Twilight
Day passes into pastel twilight
Atmospheric soothing sigh
Let the night come
Sonorous repose
Eyes closed
Sleepy
Sleep
Atmospheric soothing sigh
Let the night come
Sonorous repose
Eyes closed
Sleepy
Sleep
Moon ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #230
In the cold quiet
Of a winter night
Me and the Moon
We have a chatter
Of a winter night
Me and the Moon
We have a chatter
Chunky frozen snow
Crunches underfoot
Shhhh, hisses the Moon
Be still
Listen
This I do
But all I hear is the Moon
Simmering on the snow peaks
Shhhh, Say I
To the full flood moon
Which does not know chagrin
Ahh, my friend
Replies the Moon
Would you have heard my sizzle
Had you never listened?
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