Imagine a time
when children stopped
to listen to birdsong,
hearing the ancient call
more or less forgotten
in our modern day world.
The Poet’s Wife
Is my best poem.
She wears the gentle scent of
art, nature and song.
A beautiful verse held together
by her womanly blend
of love, kindness and geranium.
In the Heart of the Woods
“If Light is in your heart, you will find your way home.” ~ Rumi
Feeling lost in the world,
I leave my phone behind
and head for the woods.
Sheltered in a landscape
where no one can reach me,
I sit upon a fallen trunk,
sinking down, soul to soil,
on reddish-brown leaves.
As the weight of my heart
draws the Goddess Ma’at,
I pick up a white feather
and fear its consequences.
When Caterpillars Fly
I shall remember this hour
reading in my garden chair,
sheltered from the scorching sun
as pale butterflies dance above.
The Green Man turns my gaze
to the giant kale leaves beside me,
planted deep in the soil of truth.
I watch in wonder as hundreds
of light-and-dark caterpillars
eat a journey of one inch,
until each leaf comes to resemble
a green lace handkerchief.