…or joining the blue-rinse set?
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “mystical“:
journey must occur.
The green around me
and the blue above me
will be left behind for
the five days of
that I must make.
So tonight I trace blue
– sky, water –
– leaves, trees –
into my hair
as an invocation,
as an insignia
In front of the mirror,
the streaks of blue and green
replacing the white within the brown,
I wonder –
is this mystical
or merely misguided?
Am I invoking the priestess
or joining the blue-rinse set?
For weeks they have circled the clearing,
pausing at each compass point
to claim their territory with a raucous laugh,
defining its borders with their mirth.
Now with a hoarse uncertain chuckle –
soft grace notes dropped into their song –
their duet has become a trio,
and their joyous laughter fills the forest.
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt, “Cosmos“:
The fence hums, the frogs sing
and across the hills
an owl calls for company –
and is answered.
My breath merges with the wind
softly stirring the leaves,
and my feet provide a back-beat
as I climb the hill –
to where the milk in the sky flows,
a bright river above me,
pulling me upwards,
to drown in its silent symphony.
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt, “autumn leaves”:
When autumn leaves, she leaves behind
forgotten treasure for us to find:
sweet chestnuts, spiky as a curse,
bright windfalls for this year’s preserves.
Then we fill our jars with bright sunlight
to see us through dark winter nights.
Washed in birdsong Continue reading
Drawn from the depths of sleep
by a plaintive call, Continue reading
The dawn chorus begins…
Magpie song flows
a clear, bright stream Continue reading
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt, “fairy“, a poem about flying ants – which are very fey, in their own way. They swarm one night a year in late summer, usually after rain, and every year they catch me by surprise:
Once upon a summer gloaming
a cloud of fey-folk filled the air. Continue reading
There’s a pig at the door Continue reading
Rain, rain came to stay,
no-one’s going out today.
The creek’s too high,
to pass on by,
so we’ll all stay
at home. Hooray!
120mm in about 36 hours! I hope there’s more so I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow either. I love having a good excuse to just stay home and potter around. (Thank you YV council for being completely incapable of building an adequate bridge.) And every tank except the main house tank is now full, and that’s at 3/4 for the first time in a couple of years. And the dam is overflowing again…