Ricochet between the boundsof certain chaos ~let the kaleidoscope of uncertainty move you ~down old streets in new shoesinto new rooms drench in brighter hues the warmth of knowing yourselffrom old yous ~the wind carries wisdom ~listen while you watchbillows bend the trees. Have a beautiful day!
weather
outward // incoming
Outward and incoming, molten rays of optimism melt into gray clouds gripping firmly to our hopes for spring. From above — some slow spark fine in point and valor, the graceful intervention of immortal mention, divined in the dying breath of a man slain by stalling~ incoming and outward the message mines its medium for … Continue reading outward // incoming
sentient skies
Birds unburden the city silence delinking the chains of a solitary season, decompressing minds confinedto the stone walls of winter.People sit where they scattered on green blades becoming ladders to the sun-drenched dreams of early springs and stubborn summers.On the wings of a finch, we sing to warmer skies. You can find an animation that … Continue reading sentient skies
monotony
Another bird, another bounty of color,another day dismissed for night,two more books for the brain foldscountless notions to scroll through the night.What makes the morning worth the alarm?The maybes never made,the chaos never conquered—the extraordinary monotony of living ~day crests, night falls, birds banter about the weather,and light dawnson usdeparting — to live or to … Continue reading monotony
treeangles
Boughs bud,broaden,and straighten intoimperfect arms conductingthe pale sapphire symphony of a thin February sky.Roots rejoicethe rising reasonsto flower aswinter waverson the whispers of Spring. treeangles Data used to create treeangles sourced from SMAPVEX12 at https://earthdata.nasa.gov/.
high on heaven
Snowflakes fluttertoward a ground too warmto celebrate their journeyfrom clouds too coldto keep them.Lost in the clamor,by gravity’s command,the individualityof each falling flakefades into flurry.But the ground does not refuseall the sky sends —Lightning hits andhovers in hindsight until thunder reachesup from the earth and clapsour senses together —How could something so mightyto the eye … Continue reading high on heaven
midwinterrain
Pacific coasting highway emptied by rainwater fallsinto the white caps drop by dropsoaking through sand quenching marine desert mountains.Sand slaked and sodden as silence descends, save the calming crashof winter waves.
Primavera in winter gloves
Baby bovine grows on green pastures,early and elated with the joys of new lifefresh and innocent to the sorrows of unprecedented tides.Dry ground soaks into the morning rain,while Hope hobbles into a new lightovercast, unsaturated, delicate — asif each grazing cow on the far hill could consume our world too, aseach blade of grass bears … Continue reading Primavera in winter gloves
merry melodies
West coast winter soak —green overnight, pastures bloom rainbows wrap gray skies ~Second year, countingnew traditions become old Christmas lobsters slap ~Lightstrung pine star crowned,silver baubles bounce and sway ~ merry melodies
deciduously
Yellow ginkgo leaves cling to branches as they bid farewell to the life in their limbs extended to the heavens and out, rooted and reaching for their neighbors. The separation layer holds them together until the freeze snaps time into place, and we fall. To do what daunts humbly, to hold what happens softly, to … Continue reading deciduously
Species of Value 