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

 

January 7, 2012

Daunted
I emerged valiant

Challenged
I emerged

January 8, 2012

In the light of a new day
Yesterday’s disappointments
Are mere shadows of themselves
If I shine my light
They disappear

January 9, 2012

The virtual
Grows literal
If nurtured
Just a bit

January 10, 2012

Thrasher’s melody
Sings me from the ecstasy
Of sunrise slumber

 
*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

 

winter purifies

weakness purged, character built

spring warms, gives, nurtures

 

Life in paradise
Taints perspective, skews purview
Work! Hone clear vision

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