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Mary of the tall pines

They come with the rising sun now: praying on their knees, crying at my feet, asking for forgiveness, for healing, for miracles. My feet are wet, still as the day folds and ends. Below, pine needles flattened in rounded divots, radiating outwards. The sunlight filters through the low branches and the whispering pine boughs. The … Continue reading »

{love & grief} the barn

love The doors stood wide open. I could see the long rays of afternoon sunlight reaching through from the space between the barn boards. Queen Anne’s lace and sunflowers dotted the unused paddock. The weather vane, an old heron, dipped its head towards the east, waiting for sunrise already. The rich crimson red walls wrapped … Continue reading »

lotus and the moon

The wind had whispered for a long time that this day would arrive, though I will admit that I refused to believe that it could happen. It was not that I did not want to believe, but doubt had wound its way through my branches and roots and I could not let the truth drop; … Continue reading »

{I am} continued

I am the shadow growing longer in the rich golden light of the setting sun I am the moss growing over the stony ruins of an abandoned house I am the wandering path through the dark woods I am the husk of dead tree standing where the grubs feed and the woodpeckers hunt I am … Continue reading »

{I am} a work in progress

I am alone lonely in this aloneness tired body tired, longing for sleep mind tired abandoned empty like chocolate boxes I am grateful I am moonlight reflected in a little window I am grateful soft morning holds me like a lover waking me gently to see I am thinking of a kiss, a touch, a … Continue reading »