come join me in my pagan, pantheistic rituals
we shall worship mother earth in all her glory
and dance naked under the full moon
we will drink fully of this earthly existence
as if this here were of utmost importance
as if we could actually experience heaven on earth
and walk in god’s glory along the way
we shall live as though […]
Last time I was home I borrowed your boots and took a stroll
Past the spring down to the river where I watched the waters roll
Then it was back up the hill, across the field and past the stock
I savoured all the sights and sounds and smells while on my walk…
And remembering now it’s funny how […]
Grass is the cloth of the prairies,
a pattern of roots woven underground.
In darkness threads of fescue,
vetch, old man’s whiskers,
needle and spear, porcupine,
brome and bluegrass twine
and entwine to bind
the earth together. Grass
emerges like the tip of an iceberg
in a land too dry for forests,
too wet for desert, shows
only its hair. On the surface,
foliage, flowers, […]
I’ve passed this slough everyday
on my walk around this country
block. It’s hard to ignore,
though I have, too busy
wading in my own marshy thoughts, until –
one day I see gold.
A blackbird with a bright yellow head.
I can’t resist. I stop to kneel, to be
still, to be one with the grass on the shore and
I look, I […]
There’s loneliness here today.
Tall stems of sedge chafe on unpredictable
breezes. A month ago the bulrushes
held dark heads high above the grasses, now
they are grey and moulting. Scent of tickle,
mildew and musk ride the surly air.
No green here, only a dry, wizened brown
beneath a sky feathered in clouds, the sun
struggling to warm the earth ─
to warm […]
