Friday, October 23, 2015

Beautiful World


                                   ... standing in the meadow / awash in grief

                                                                        ... the beautiful world says
 ... stay here with us
                           
                       ... mullein and thistle

                                                       ... brave bluebells still blooming




Photograph by Montucky:  montucky.wordpress.com

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Snow Falls on the Orchard


                                                   ... snow falls on the orchard 

                                 ... the only sound

                                                                ... my ankle bracelet
 with little bells


  


Photo source:  http://fullinsight.com/blog/2013/10/16186                              

Friday, October 16, 2015

At Natural Bridges


                         ... at Natural Bridges


                                                                                                        .... standing on a cold ledge


                                                     ........ our long black goodbye





Photograph by Paula

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Venus


                                                              ... Venus in the morning sky

                                        ... at the blue rain barrel

                                                                                          ... a doe stops to drink




Photograph by Michael Dougherty

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Standing at the Fence Line


              ... standing at the fence line / listening to autumn

                                                  ... the rise and fall of crow sounds / the whoosh of black wings

                       ... the wounds that don't heal




Photograph by Eric Lawton

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Loneliness

                           ... loneliness caving in / too much to remember




Saturday, October 3, 2015

Listening For Crows


                        ... rising from the meadow / morning mist

                                                                       ... we follow coyote's footprints listening for crows 

                                            ... this curiously quiet winter