Tag Archives: Trees

Moon Cycle

The moon is clear in today’s morning skyA daytime hello, a nighttime goodbyeA beautiful sky and a warming sunWe have many hours to get our work done. With the sun shining down, heating the dayA restful respite is a welcomed delayAnd then the trees start to dance in the windA hollow sound bellows, a band’sContinue reading “Moon Cycle”

The Picnic Quilt

A worn bench sits underthe magnolia tree.The garden,once abandoned,now brims with life. The couple meets at the bench.A playful grey and black dog bounds,ready for a game of disc dog.A quick bark sets the day. The soft yellow discsails across the park.The dog, stance set,leaps up,mouth open,catching the disc mid-air.He bounds back,ready for another round.Continue reading “The Picnic Quilt”

Flight Of The Seedling

Riding the wind,a helicopter seedtakes flight –soaring high, dipping low,a ballet in the sky.A solo act performed asnature’s play deserves an encore. Finding a home,fertile soil’s stagea red maple demi-plié –resilient, ready,strength in every bend. The seedling grows,reaching for the light –determined, primed,persistence guiding its path. A wooden deck,an obstacle to conquer –no match forflexibleContinue reading “Flight Of The Seedling”

Soaring Disc

Rays of sunshineBeat on the treeSunlight weaves its wayForming patterns on the grass The largest sunlit patchA tanning bed for the dogHis owner rests on the benchWatching people enter the park A yellow disc on his lapWaiting for the perfect timeTo engage the dog in funHis eye catches her approach Stepping from the benchA whistleContinue reading “Soaring Disc”

The Willow

Standing alone atop a hill,sunrays weave their waylike a pinball gamethrough drooping branches This solitary tree enchantsin its graceful dancethin branches flow with the breeze An unkept wooden fencestruggles to perform its only roledecades of neglectturned panels to obstacles Creaking and moaning panelsyield to the wind’snear constant demands The melody of the treein harmony withContinue reading “The Willow”

Listen Closely

Listen closely to the raindrops fallingBouncing lightly as they hit the groundSplish, splash Landing in puddles that form all aroundSplish, splash Adorning the leaves with barely a soundSplish, splash Listen closely to our deep breathing Rose petals unfurl, bursting with bloomsSsssss, sssuuuusss Raindrops on leaves share their perfumeSsssss, sssuuuusss The sweetest scents sing their ownContinue reading “Listen Closely”

since the sun goes too

The sun beating down on everything in its pathThe air, so humid, feels like a hot bath.So I sit beneath a huge canopied tree,Hoping for relief, oh please, let me be. The sun goes down, but the heat’s still high,The moonlit night feels heavy and sighs.The morning burns bright, with more heat to bear,We’re livingContinue reading “since the sun goes too”

The Tree

Spring arrives as teardrop buds nudge winter from the garden Temperatures riseEncouraging budsTo look to the sunWhile emerging petalsMake a colorful debut Summer coaxes the magnolia blossomstheir beauty on full displaywhite flowers pepper green leaves,a striking contrast of lifeThe blossoms’ beauty fades,Lonely leaves remain Their fragrance drifts freely,carried far and wide by the wind QuietContinue reading “The Tree”

The Forgotten Garden

I’m sitting on a bench in the forgotten garden,nestled in the center of a city. Thousands of people rush past,as trees, shrubs, and birds go unseen. No longer noticing the fragrancefrom the blooming flowers. I found my way in,closed my eyes,attempted to erase the overgrowth thatswallowed the garden whole. Bushes twice their size,blocking the gate,actingContinue reading “The Forgotten Garden”