Tag: Nature
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Ruby Crowns
Such a furtive, nervous creature, like meSo tiny, not an easy bird to seeIt felt like such a happy coupThe day I could identify youNow I know you easilyBy glance and soundI know I cause anxietyWhen you flash your ruby crown.If only humans communicatedSo effectivelyIf only we could see and listenReflectively, with sympathyEven when we…
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Haiku Rain
Rain, rain, rain.What a glorious changeFrom desiccating drought Hunkered insideListening to the many soundsOf raindrops The birds outsideSplashing, bathing in puddlesThey, too, are reveling
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Rainy New Year
Steady, windless rainDripping, tricklingFlowing rivuletsPeaceful cadencesPulsing heartbeatsReplenishing fontsOf wisdom, lessons learnedNature’s recitationOf hopes and prayersGentle dissolutionOf another yearHappy New Year to all
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Late Blooms, a Haiku Poem
Across a vast crowdYou wave, smile. Rushing, franticI couldn’t reach youThe dream came for yearsI couldn’t find you, or myselfIn my own soulNow I can, MommaTangled complexitiesUnraveled by TimeSurviving seedsFlowers unfolding, smilingBeckoning with voice Wild forget-me-nots
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Albatross Wisdom, Nature Psyche #20
It may seem odd, but I love seabirds, especially albatrosses. They live their entire lives (which can last as long as our own) over the ocean, coming ashore only to the remote islands where they were born to raise their chicks. How amazing is that? Some beautiful photos, and words:
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Green Hildegard
21st century environmentalism can find some inspiration in the words of a 12th century nun. As one who did not begin writing until my late thirties, I’ve always felt inspired by Hildegard of Bingen, who didn’t begin recording her own visions and music until she was in her forties. Skimming through some of her work…
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Night and Day. The Nature Psyche #16
Nocturnal stillness Reflected light of the gods Life’s strife can wait One perfect moment To remember,to inhabit For eternity Toils of the day The measuring and spending Of precious Time
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Autumn Reflections
High above the hawk is circling Red shoulders cutting through blue sky The year’s last delicious thermals are rising Like feathers the leaves are falling Dazzling colors giving life as they die Surrendering to the season, so gracefully accepting The night chorus of crickets is thinning Issuing a sporadic collective sigh Through the cool autumn…
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Impressions of Autumn
High above the hawk is circling Red shoulders cutting through blue sky The year’s last delicious thermals are rising Like feathers the leaves are falling Dazzling colors giving life as they die Surrendering to the season, so gracefully accepting The night chorus of crickets is thinning Issuing a sporadic collective sigh Through the cool autumn…
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Neurodivergent Haiku
It’s hard to imagine a more unabashed or showy flower than the California Poppy. And they’re tough—well adapted to long, dry summers. Once in a great while, however, a plant puts out a cream colored variant. As soon as I saw this flower it struck me as a perfect expression of what it so often…
Haumanu Speaks/PoetiCalli 