A River of Stones Flows

 Poetry, Small Stones, Weathering The Storm  2 Responses »
Jan 162012
 
January 10, 2012

at this moment
can I focus on anything else
when towhees and sparrows
dance?

January 11, 2012

Clouded is my morning
Not my vision
Or my mind
Clarity a gift, earned

January 12, 2012

In the calm warmth
of my solitary day
I realize
I like it this way

January 13, 2012

Moods tint all views
Best to understand the mood
Than alter the view

January 14, 2012

Gin and juice
Calming produce
When taken in wee amounts

January 15, 2012

Clouds soften desert sky
Slowing pace of love and I
Offering a reason why
not? lie about and sigh…
It is good.

January 16, 2012

rain washed away dust
prompted fresh rust, corrosion
decay feeds new life

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Image Audivit

 Poetry  14 Responses »
Jan 152012
 

 

Whose hand put to paper
red sable hair, saturate
with pigment
dark
yet not?

Whose mind first created
your image in sepia
tones earthy
raw
well-thought?

Whose eye deviated
from photo, modern media
to render
bird
here caught?

Who
really
is The Creator?

 
*I tried in vain to locate the identity of the artist who created this simple yet striking image that flits unattributed through cyber-space.
I felt sad at the creator’s loss, like that of a child-abandoned mother.  

 

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 01/15/2012  Tagged with: , ,

Owl Couple

 In The Wild, Poetry  30 Responses »
Jan 082012
 

Great Horned Owl, Outside Tucson

Just beyond my bedroom window
Great-horned owl calls his mate
She answers him most deftly
Single “hoo” a wee bit late

Their cadence’s, smooth and rhythmic
He more strident, firm, than she
What could female be relating,
Calling back from yonder tree?

Are they planning life together?
Did the nesting fabric rend?
Or are they just now courting,
Pondering whether or not to spend~

Their lifetimes together
In the desert?

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 01/08/2012  Tagged with: , ,

Avian Artistry

 Poetry, Small Stones  4 Responses »
Jan 062012
 
*Small Stone, January 6, 2012 …written as the flock alit, ate, then left

Two dozen warblers
Groups of five, seven and twelve
Taking flight at once

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Seek The Son

 Photos, Poetry  12 Responses »
Sep 012011
 

You seek the sun
Despite hail, rain and thunderstorms
You seek the sun
Flex, arch, open, til day is done
You fight pests, vermin, turning worms
Disregard all threats, anger, harms
You seek the sun

*a rondelet inspired by Poets United‘s Thursday Think Tank

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 09/01/2011  Tagged with: , , , ,
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