Archive for March, 2014

A QUESTION OF SPRING

March 20, 2014

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My cat is alert

to the coming of spring;

she vibrates to every sight, sound, smell

of life’s return.

I, on the other hand,

am slow to believe.

I linger in the waning light

of  winter camellias.

White Camelia in The Waning Light

I bow my head…

subdue my trembling response

to snowdrops rising

from their bed of green.

My doubtful mind produces

shades of gray

yet, thankfully, cannot extinguish

the flowers’ light.

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When spring decides itself,

even reluctant eyes

must see eventually

the signs that force the earth to yield.

The beacons – be they small –

are everywhere

appearing on a dreary morning

to amaze the heart.

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ENTRANCEMENT

March 8, 2014

Sandhill Crane Refuge - Lingering and Left Behind (Intimacy) 188 (777x1024) (2)

On my cousin’s birthday –

walking the trail of a refuge for Sandhill Cranes  –

I found myself entranced by curly grasses.

My sister called them Toothache Grass.

Yet how could anything so fey and free –

so grace-filled and precocious –

be named Toothache Grass?

I fell behind the jovial women I had come with,

surrendering to the dependable intimacy

of taking photographs.

Sandhill Crane Refuge - Curly Grasses and Palmettos 190 (1024x768) (3)

These curly grasses drew me in

to catch the light…

to sense the wind…

to dance against Palmetto and Pine.

Sandhill Crane Refuge - Dance of The Curly Grasses etc 185 (1024x758) (2)

Having found my peers,

how could I leave?