wednesday's letter
stepping across the river is a shock..... will snow ever arrive
thoughts
stepping across the river is a shock..... will snow ever arrive
Posted by river at 12:37 PM
woke without creative breeze flowing thoughts
but wondering aimlessly through
old refrains by you
Posted by river at 2:20 PM
beware little critters shouted crow
hawk bird glides to and fro
Posted by river at 3:23 AM
the glittering grin of moon sitting atop the cliffs
outlined the rim of the snow
Posted by river at 3:22 AM
laughable mud hens scoot across the lake
disappearing and appearing in some kind of game of tag
digging my paddle into the bottom i stop to admire
before drifting on to the far end of the reservoir
Posted by river at 8:00 PM
capturing the future
slipped from my fingertips
shattered endeavors make me weep
like the last time i knew you
Posted by river at 8:29 PM
tonight twilight slipped down through teal then sienna
something is stirring the horizon yonder
Posted by river at 7:05 PM
flat bottomed clouds scooting by
as if on sleds in the sky
Posted by river at 7:17 AM
purple posies scantly marks the trail
as hawk bird races me up the gulch
with entertaining aerobatics
and i plop from rock to rock
Posted by river at 6:07 AM
where will you stand
when the harvest moon climbs
and shines through the swaying trees
what will you feel when its power flows
like the river into your eyes
and will i know
Posted by river at 4:49 PM
indigo waves break
crafting sun lightening across her floor
as radiant veins snake the sand
Posted by river at 3:47 PM
moon the colour of tea
emerges for me to see
then slips behind scarves of clouds
changing the shadows of life
Posted by river at 3:17 AM
a walk in summer is almost as good
as reading a poem in winter
Posted by river at 9:11 PM
teutonic utilitarian aryan indo european iranian
the world twirls round again
Posted by river at 3:46 PM
half hidden moon
burns bright
and dark
split in the middle
like all of life’s little mysteries
Posted by river at 9:35 PM
wide winged crow
zigzagged my path
so low stirring the air
wide winged crow
crisscrossed dare
Posted by river at 8:33 PM
snow breeze
lifts a bee
from tangled hair
a secret did he tell?
Posted by river at 2:41 PM
lazy clouds droop to the ground
mingling with brown earth’s
yellow leaves turned and
wet snow
Posted by river at 4:02 PM
a new thrill
is the bloom of a dill
fragrance beauty yellow
fills each room
Posted by river at 6:05 PM
haloed goslings
tap their toes
peering at the creek oh so cold
Posted by river at 4:10 AM
we had lovely evening rains that washed away
the dirty snow leaving us all clean
Posted by river at 8:38 AM
some summer day
come into my garden
rich the treasure
sweet the pleasure
fill the flowing bowl
with flowers for the soul
Posted by river at 11:07 AM
a doe stomps her pretty little foot
causing a retreat to a low cedar branch
hoping for a glimpse of her spotted fawn
Posted by river at 8:30 PM
strolling the awakened vineyard
sipping last years samples
a favorite thing
and the goodliness of their dessert wine
come home with me by the case....
Posted by river at 8:28 PM
swish and swirls of colour
folding and twisting
binding and stitching
then compressing it all
garments of life fall
Posted by river at 2:58 PM
manipulating fine milled masa and spices hot with finger tips
to encapsulate sweet pork, lavender and squash blossoms
infused aromas floating about originating from
tamales steaming securely in their husks
is the only way to spend an afternoon finishing a fairy tale
Posted by river at 9:38 PM