Out of Mind: Equinox Eruption
Words crumbled, a dizzy heat flushed the men and women... The light blossom crinkled & spread as the liturgical threads had foretold. Four spirit stags flew…
Stomach a Joyful Noise
Rudely interrupting a delightful cup of Oolong tea Miriam’s cell phone whirred to life. She refused to ever have the ringer on, considering it a sacriligious…
March 5
On the sidewalk near my apartment, on the other side of the inlet to the parking lot and on the other side of the road verge, there’s this little tree. I think…
parents
in the graveyard of lethargy and avarice a cherry tree blooms
parents - a haiku
in the graveyard of lethargy and avarice a cherry tree blooms
The Mighty Oak.
At times it seems hope is the enemy, a fertile little seed hiding out in the corner. No matter how many trees sprout from the seed in time, each one is…
The Tree Song-Part 2
Think deep and outreach intrusive thoughts Sink them swirling you ponder hard I can’t read your juicy fruity mind So is it ever in my regard? You’re a pretty…
The Tree Song- Part 1
It may be wrong to do what’s right When what’s right is always wrong And what’s wrong is always rightfully thought By the thinkers of the right But you think…
Under a Shady Tree
Contended I sat beneath a shady tree. True, at the moment it only shaded me from the cool, pale rays of the moon, but for some reason I insisted upon calling…
Better Than Money
“Ha! It’s finished! Finished and perfect,” gloated High Wizard Mabel as she stepped back to admire her freshly potted creation. “Errm...ma’am?” her apprentice…
The Temple of the Lost
The leaf and loam give way beneath his silent gait, the forest edge before him, his life’s mistakes behind. A slip of breath escapes his lips in a moment…
Re-post (but now it's a better buttered piece of toast)
Does ‘Because’ Rust love’s Rose buds Orange? Or does It open On its Door Hinge The More Spoken hope Reveals thoughts Quiet tongues click In key strokes sent…
night rises
she is only small. with her bare feet rooted firmly in the cool grass she stands very still and waits. night doesn’t fall; night rises. it starts on the…
Directionless
I couldn’t be sure whether the rock in my stomach was hunger or my worry once again grabbing hold of me. I wandered in circles under my tree, before long my…
Don't climb Trees [1]
Emma walked along, kicking at the stones underfoot as she trudged up the mountain side. She was going backpacking with her sister, who was currently climbing a…
Obsession
At night, I watch her. Most evenings I simply lounge back on the oak tree in her backyard and wait for her to come home from work. On other, riskier occasions…
Christmas Memoire
The thing about desire, we will make what we want happen, happen. Even if something seems silly to others, if it is important enough to us, we will beg, borrow…
Schoolgirl Stalkers
Rustle rustle... “Shut up!” I whispered to my partner in crime. “Now, where’s the camera?” “Sorry,” Wilma apologised softly as she handed me the Leika. “Just…
A Winter Tree Song
It was then, with haunting melody echoing through the empty woods, that Lilly felt the wind stroking her arms. The trees whispered as the wind caught their…
A Winter Tree
Winter freshness kissed Lilly’s cheek as she selected a tree and sat at it’s feet. Her hands crushed into gentle snow and left shadowy imprints as she leant…