Hour 4, Prompt 5: Cycle of Life

  Sweet nectar breathes life into a dark, dreary day As the moth reflects on his changes From a small caterpillar, crawling high on the orange tree branches To the moth now sucking the orange juices to subsist A dichotomy exists; the cycle of life…

Raspberries [3 – #senses #walk]

The sun never gets too hot on the west side; instead of vineyards we had raspberry fields; acre after acre of tangled vines. In other towns, the trucks smell of black exhaust but here, the trucks trail the scent of ripe raspberries as they roar…

Hour 3

It’s easy to miss Those little things Lost in our busy world We often cannot see The squirrel on a tree Bright eyed, busy tailed Foraging all around Busy with its own existence And I wonder in bewilderment How are we all that different?

Prompt #3 Familiarity

My footsteps weigh heavy upon the timber floorboards  of this ancient house. It gets really quiet at night, the silence screams in my ear. Echoes remanent… haunting in the distance. Emptiness feels heavy and dark. Full of regrets and dense with secrets. Sometimes it is…

Backyard Blues

I open the creaky porch door and march outside with vigor A warm, humid wind bursts onto face and tiring times await The long and coarse grass hails my arrival Its spiny ends prickle my heels and brush my toes I feel the dew on…

Always There, Often Ignored

Sometimes, That TOUCH heals all the wounds… And soothes the soul That LOOK has all my answers… And the sorrows disappear That SOUND calms me down… And only heartbeats are heard Words are forgotten, And only the language of SILENCE is spoken! Power of it…

Not Going for A Walk

I’m comfortable. In my bed. Gah. I’ve seen this Mickey Mouse cartoon so many times- I know each line word for word. The three year old is jumping… ON MY BED… and I’ve given him the look 75 billion and a half times. He is…

Hour Three: Take a walk…

Cardinal on my doorstep Sing your song to me Make light of all my worries And dance amongst the leaves Blue skies of Summer Shine your light upon me Cast away the gloominess Ever near and haunting me Gentle breeze of June Kindly caress my…