behind the minivan
in motion, whoosh!
trail and disperse
like fairy dust
in the sunshine and icy breeze
--
rooftop residual.
Showing posts with label ros. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ros. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
small stone 10.23.2013
frost on the rooftop
below freezing on the dark morning walk --
the geranium is still blooming.
below freezing on the dark morning walk --
the geranium is still blooming.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
small stone 9.24.2013
two great blue herons
took off suddenly
from the water below
one flew up high to the west, and swiftly,
the other stayed lower
and flew off at a slower pace
in the other direction.
both were beautiful.
took off suddenly
from the water below
one flew up high to the west, and swiftly,
the other stayed lower
and flew off at a slower pace
in the other direction.
both were beautiful.
Sunday, July 21, 2013
small stone 7.21.2013
the car drives fast, past thick lines and curves of blue cornflowers
and bright yellow lady slippers and Queen Anne's lace -- intermingled.
ubiquitous lush green and granite against a backdrop of blue, blue sky.
this is the beauty of July --
and it goes by far too quickly.
and bright yellow lady slippers and Queen Anne's lace -- intermingled.
ubiquitous lush green and granite against a backdrop of blue, blue sky.
this is the beauty of July --
and it goes by far too quickly.
Monday, July 15, 2013
small stone 7.15.2013
fireflies sparkle low the dusk sky
there, there and there,
lighting the backdrop of delicate Queen Anne's lace
and tall grasses on the roadside --
summer is half over.
there, there and there,
lighting the backdrop of delicate Queen Anne's lace
and tall grasses on the roadside --
summer is half over.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
small stone 7.9.2013
old woman
in red
slightly bent over
tends to her small patch
of community garden
at dusk
-- alone in an expanse of green.
a great blue heron
flaps by, overhead.
[Saw this from Route 81 heading north from Binghamton to Cortland, past Otsiningo Park on my right.]
in red
slightly bent over
tends to her small patch
of community garden
at dusk
-- alone in an expanse of green.
a great blue heron
flaps by, overhead.
[Saw this from Route 81 heading north from Binghamton to Cortland, past Otsiningo Park on my right.]
Saturday, June 29, 2013
small stone 6.29.2013
red-tailed hawk
sits still atop the drive-in movie screen
surveying the wide expanse
in the steady rain
as I speed by
on the road
below
[written today, but inspired by a moment back on 6.13.2013. . . trip to Saratoga Springs, NY]
sits still atop the drive-in movie screen
surveying the wide expanse
in the steady rain
as I speed by
on the road
below
[written today, but inspired by a moment back on 6.13.2013. . . trip to Saratoga Springs, NY]
Thursday, June 6, 2013
small stone 6.6.13
ivy geranium hanging
in the breeze on the front porch at dawn.
hot pink blossoms do the twist.
in the breeze on the front porch at dawn.
hot pink blossoms do the twist.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
small stone 2.10.2013
white diamond snow sparkles in sunlight --
rosy finches flit and flutter at the feeder
while cat behind the glass chatters and chirps
rosy finches flit and flutter at the feeder
while cat behind the glass chatters and chirps
Thursday, January 31, 2013
small stones 1.31.2013
tall trees gently wave arms high in the air,
swaying back and forth in unison --
while growling gusts of wind
furiously flap the flag on the pole.
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geese in the air
fight to stay on course
like drunks walking the line.
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swaying back and forth in unison --
while growling gusts of wind
furiously flap the flag on the pole.
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heavy winds:
blades of the turbine
spin so fast
they can't be seen.
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geese in the air
fight to stay on course
like drunks walking the line.
------
baby swing on the tree branch
flies back and forth --
empty but for the wind.
[Today is the last day of the January 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge. I have enjoyed the experience of this practice each day this month. Today's finale was a windy one, for sure... and it wasn't enough to just write one small stone. These are all things seen on my drive to and from my son's school this morning for drop-off. Thanks to Satya and Kaspa for the inspiration. I plan to try to keep this awareness and practice going.]
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
small stone 1.30.2013
night on bald mountain
in the middle of the day
gets my heart beating
faster, faster, faster,
until everything slows down,
again,
and my eyes fill.
a single flute sings
and recedes
into the quiet.
in the middle of the day
gets my heart beating
faster, faster, faster,
until everything slows down,
again,
and my eyes fill.
a single flute sings
and recedes
into the quiet.
[For a listen, click here: http://youtu.be/l5pnoSgIuVo]
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
small stones 1.29.2013
fog
cloaks the entire airport landing field
not even the bright orange windsock
shows its color.
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cloaks the entire airport landing field
not even the bright orange windsock
shows its color.
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fog
shrouds the FedEx drop.
I know it is there
even though
I can't see it.
Monday, January 28, 2013
small stone 1.28.2013
black and white
winter dissonance,
sight and sound --
silent, quickly falling snow
against the slow scrape of the shovel
in foreground
and slow scrape
of the plow, beyond.
winter dissonance,
sight and sound --
silent, quickly falling snow
against the slow scrape of the shovel
in foreground
and slow scrape
of the plow, beyond.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
small stone 1.27.2013
cold window glass
chills my fingertips --
I snap the cell phone photo
of the snow frosted tree
and xcountry tracks
in the back yard.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
small stone 1.26.2013
heavy, tingling eyelids
in the early morning
are somehow buoyed
by the awakening
aroma and taste
of delicious, steaming
Colombian brew.
in the early morning
are somehow buoyed
by the awakening
aroma and taste
of delicious, steaming
Colombian brew.
Friday, January 25, 2013
small stone 1.25.2013
i've lost what day it is
and my brain is listening
when i tell it to wait a minute
to think about the day's tasks ahead.
what a nice way to wake up!
and my brain is listening
when i tell it to wait a minute
to think about the day's tasks ahead.
what a nice way to wake up!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
small stone 1.24.2013
four black birds sit high on a wire
over four lanes of traffic
on a minus nine degree morning.
each car below
sports a full plume of frozen exhaust.
[Note: Here in the U.S., we tend to use Farenheit for temperature measures . . . -9 Farenheit degrees = -23 degrees Celcius. Either way, it is darn cold!]
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
small stone 1.23.2013
the garbage truck banner declares:
"IN GOD WE TRUST."
faith in the face of refuse.
"IN GOD WE TRUST."
faith in the face of refuse.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
small stone 1.22.2013
stillness --
in the dark of night at 6 a.m.
no snow falls against the
glow of the street lantern,
but cast below, a charcoal shadow
of a large fallen maple stretches
across the immaculate
blanket of white.
in the dark of night at 6 a.m.
no snow falls against the
glow of the street lantern,
but cast below, a charcoal shadow
of a large fallen maple stretches
across the immaculate
blanket of white.
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