r.k. dunham

July 29, 2015 Comments Off on r.k. dunham

Natural History

 

Deeply linked we are

to all that came before,

promise for all to follow.

From boding storm’s utterance

earth conjures fierce joy,

blessing our being

~    whole again.

 

 

melissa davis

October 26, 2014 Comments Off on melissa davis

“A Poem”

Blank notebook pages wait
Beckoning
A yellow pencil taps
Nervously
A solitary body sits
Meditating
Tense hands pause
Wondering

An open mind wanders
Searching
Nerve synapses snap
Finding
Inspiration Arrives
Fulfilling
Loose fingers type
Poetry

“The Wind”

A whistle
A whisper
Something did pass
A gust
A gasp
Hair and fur twirl with time
A swish
A swoosh
Trees way yet stand tall
A holler
A howl
Animals give way
A pulse
A purr
Pause, silence

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