Sunday, March 22, 2015

Red chair - Haiku



favourite red chair
cloaked in white awaits springs thaw
winter green dwindles


Friday, March 20, 2015

Reflection


There's a time when me mind is overwhelmed with events. The past two weeks was one of those times when I did contemplate but without time to scribble. Tonight I made time with a goblet of heavenly nectar accompanied with soulful R and B singing with warm, wrapping sound.

I finally finished a book that spoke to my soul in so many ways. It gave me an insight to my appreciation and deftness with haiku, my Irish heritage, astronomy and nature. I enjoy reading scholarly tomes. The book is A Brief History of The Druids by Peter Berresford Ellis. Dog eared pages, scusie Andrew :), stickie notes on others, await for further pondering by The Pond. One has to read about Mr. Ellis and his research to fully understand the book.

ancient scrolls
vacant of scripture,
memories

A band of gold lattice woven beholding gems gathered in my journey. Created by a magician of minerals who saw my vision and made it a reality. Stephen, I thank you. The emerald and jade reflects nature in me eyes; opals shine as the night stars; and amethyst the bright light of spring. A gift to myself.

natures gems
all shine brilliantly,
life entwined

This evening I gazed upwards and stood in awe at the bright lights in the sky. Venus shone with such brilliance in the western sky, floating alone in the twilight of the day. Looking eastward Jupiter was winking with his “hey look at me V” sign. I was surrounded with star shine. How could one not gaze in wonderment at such a heavenly display.

two planets
reflect light of life,
enrapture

Spring has finally arrived. I've watched Canada geese flying north as black specs in the morning sky; Chickadeedeedee's winter calls have changed to spring song; snow dissipates slowly leaving pillars of bird seed under the feeder that Pooka gnaws at in early morning; I no longer need to plug the car in ;)

ears tuned in
as spring songs arrive,
this soul sings


Friday, March 06, 2015

Full Worm Moon - Haiku


heat radiates warmth
from centre melting to life
winter frozen ice


The full Worm Moon is a harbinger of spring. Earth is warming beckoning worms to travel upwards into soil free of frost.  Mind you this winter it may be another month or more due to the covering of snow and ice.  But I will be the first out there in bare feet digging the tootsies in to feel worms tickling me toes and to breath a sigh of relief that life continues.


Saturday, February 21, 2015

Winter (again) - Haiku


Yet more haiku on a cold and snowy winters night ~sigh~
What can I say but I'm a child of the season.


shadows from street light
shows your presence furry one,
Pooka dines on seed

calming music sings
from Chill Lounge this winters night,
appropriately...

night sky is veiled
with a frigid white fabric,
folds without movement

Groundhog Day weekend
repetition of last twelve,
pinch me when over

drifts cover my tracks
along rivers vacant trail,
snowshoes know the path

feeder is barren
while birds seek shelter in wood,
squirrels aren't complaining

if I ever hear
winters wonderland" again,
snowballs at ten paces    ;)


Friday, February 20, 2015

Tonight I dream


Late February and the only outdoor light is from the corner street that has blinked off and on for years. I'm almost convinced it's a motion sensor but not quite as I know our “power boys” aren't that swift at replacing defective bulbs. I digress. The landscape is cold and not pleasant for friend nor foe and therefore I dream.


I dream of the aroma from freshly turned earth, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of acacia, listening to the soft chortles from pondering frogs, seeking out fireflies flitting about in the foliage, wrapping myself in the fresh air blowing in from windows wide open, becoming lost in soft illuminating lights and lit candles, soaking in the sounds of birds singing vespers to their babes, becoming overwhelmed in the lushness of the garden while walking barefoot along the path and gazing in wonderment at shooting stars overhead in my Eden.

Spring can't be too far off...