Tag Archives: trees

Elegy

Posted on April 11, 2019 by

{for the trees}  . Forgive us our sins, this ripping of your skins, your purloined pulp our great white hope. You promise much in your alabaster space, force us to face our brightest fears; woo us with the wild delights … Continue reading →

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I’m ’Bout to Build a TreeHouse

Posted on May 4, 2018 by

… ’Cuz we need a place to be(e), a place for tree- age and sigh -lence. We’ll lace a ladder of purple fuzz and buzz, and the blizzard force of backward breeze. We’ll hiccup ………….(and down) and sneeze, and talk … Continue reading →

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Stopping, by the Woods

Posted on April 3, 2018 by

{and miles to go} .. We are dropping our leaves again, and praying for rain. Staking our claims in silt and soil, toiling long and hard and deep. We are steeping our paper-thin souls in all this breeze. Please, let … Continue reading →

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Running Against the Wind

Posted on March 2, 2018 by

… Just gotta put one foot in front of the other, take another step pull another breath find another song. Just gotta listen to the trees, they know things feet can’t know lungs can’t swallow sky can’t tell. Just gotta … Continue reading →

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Run Four (and a Little More)

Posted on August 24, 2017 by

in the humidity. in the humility. in the hummm-idity of a new day. through the rainy breeze. through the whispering trees. through the raging seas of your own crazy brain. run four (and a little more) to clear your mind. … Continue reading →

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let sleeping dogs lie.

Posted on April 14, 2017 by

  .. let trees tell truth: some things are better left leaf -whispered to the dark.   .. Prompted by PAD day 14.   

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Holding Out for Rain, without the Dance

Posted on April 3, 2017 by

.. Follow the rise of eyes to sky. While waiting, we place shame near the base of a fallow tree, a primal garden reaching for a Judas kiss.   .. A day-late Wordle.    

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