Autumn’s Fancy

Autumn’s full of flair, Shaking out her crimson hair, Fancy, she sipped tumblers filled With sunlight that in summer spilled, And now she beams while letting go Ablaze before the fall.

Springsong

Everyday the songbird came Pecking her head and calling her name, Wake up wake up you’ve gathered dust Wake up wake up it’s spring you must! Day after day she lay asleep Day after day dreaming long and deep Until the day dust flew up her nose And on that day she sneezing rose. Come...

Peace Poems: 7

In times of furor Walls won’t silence this music These songs of freedom Listen, says the nightingale, Fervor is tempered with grace  

Peace Poems:4

The mourning dove coosPerched high on electric linesEnergy transmits Listen, says the nightingale,Power generates within

Fourth and Fifth Nights

12.17.18 Spirited Red Skywalker Entering White Castle on the Ninth Night of Solstice . . . . the Vulture visits from the remains of my ancestors to sing me their song, Great Bear, Ursa: vanguard. 12.18.18 White Lunar Wizard What is it that happens when the tower is silent, empty of stories and tales you...

Ashem Vohu

12.10.18 White Resonant Worldbridger   "ASHEM VOHU, VAHISHTEM ASTI USHTA ASTI, USTA AHMAI HYAT ASAI VAHISHTAY ASHEM On waking up in the morning. When lighting a Divo. Before meals, interview* or exam*. Anytime you start something or come across a hurdle or danger. The next time you see an ambulance or Fire Engine with sirens...

Labyrinths . . .

The Mountain Day Fall Festival experience from last month has slowly digested and is now percolating.  It was a gorgeous day, cloudy to begin but with a bit of help from the wind, the sun emerged and warmed us all.  Our fourteen year old son was my compadre from before sunrise till sundown.  We drove...

Summer Sun

"It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside." ~ Maud Hart Lovelace Summer days, spinning around, blooming. Here we are at the precipice of another celestial event, solstice: the one that happens in summer. That moment when the sun is in its zenith above...