A Small Stone

For the first time in a very long time, I was inspired to write first thing in the morning.

Snowball puffs on moss covered limbs

Make brilliant a gray dawn

Michelin Man -AROS

One little Michelin Man marshmallow cloud in the west

Glows brilliant among the others’ dull grayness

Chosen by a single rising sunbeam

My small stone first thing this morning. A blessing reminder that one solitary being can light up the sky. 

Take Notice

My yard is not luscious green, rather rich red clay

Sprouting milkweed and dandelions, smiling at the freedom

I relish the rustic wilderness that welcomes crow and squirrel

Hummingbirds flutter with cardinals and giant bumble-bees

Buzz in the warmth, drunk on Bleeding Hearts

Wild Mountain Dogwoods bloom beside budding Blackberries

Cocks crow next door while chicks chirp in the office

Inspired by distant friends to halt the busyness and take notice

The Winter of Spring - AROS

Terrific inspiration on Writing Our Way Home this morning.

Orange blazes through the treetops that a brilliant cardinal exercises in

Throw open the sashes to welcome the warmth, the possibilities

Breakfast on the front porch while cats inspect and dog lolls

Ah, spring in winter, the winter of spring, the hope

AROS - Daily Mountain Stroll

Our daily walk up, down, and around the mountain

Mello steps high and brisk in the white cold

Halts quickly at eerie creaks of Standing People 

Arctic blast clatters branches against dormant trunks

Whistle and scream of the winds through skeletal trees

Send turkey vultures en masse in opposite direction

Bare whiteness reaches and screeches, taunts 

Testing mammal fortitude against ancient voices

Absorbed Within the Soul - AROS

I've haven't written first thing in the morning in a very long time. Plus, I've not been too all very mindful lately. A piece written on my favorite site, Writing Our Way Home, inspired me and awakened the moment I'd not been present enough to enjoy initially. Thankfully, our soul absorbs those moments and holds them for us until we're ready. 

Absorbed Within the Souls

Naked limbs outside the window dance

They were shy and still a moment before

When I stood beneath in lighting gray

A rustle in the brush put Mellow in stance

And fluttering flakes dampened my nose

The moment gone without presence

Absorbed tho within the soul to know 

I Want to Know Life

I want to know life

To taste the salty sweetness

Smell breezes and hear flower petals

As they unfold beneath the suns’ caress

I want to know life