The chickadees are arguing using their mad voices to fight over the millet and sunflowers– Here’s a sweet ‘chirp’, there’s an insistent, “cuh, cuh, cuh” and another voice–“chick-a-dee, dee, dee.” It’s a Bird Boardroom Brawl, voices of different timbres and tempo arguing about what’s on the menu. They sound as if they’re starving, staking out their claim to dinner like it’s their last meal. … Continue reading Cacophony {a #poem}
I’ve been looking at pine cones a lot lately. A book I’ve been reading makes me SEE things differently. Makes me stop and pay attention to what’s at my feet, down close. Instead of stepping over, around and on what lies below, I’m starting to take time to notice what I see. When I went for a walk yesterday, I discovered there were a least 3 different kinds of … Continue reading How Creation Speaks
Sideways glancing, face atilt she watches, wondering at our wandering, solemnly sees our not-seeing. How do we miss it– the faithful lumen bursting barren emptiness, sun’s reflection, co-anchoring the sky? Ignore her presence as she pauses over our shoulder? Nurturing nightlight, she whispers to our worry, “Just Look Up,” Somberly sits in the quiet, as mothers are wont to do, waits for us … Continue reading Homing Orb {a #poem}