Crow conversation Their frustration manifest Discussing murder Advertisements
The cricket sings Biology’s siren song Silenced by the dawn
My mind playing Iz* A song I know But whose name Escapes me Gentle and peaceful Bringing me rest And contentment *If you aren’t familiar with the musician Iz, he was Israel Kaʻanoʻi Kamakawiwoʻole. Learn more about him here. He’s long been high in my list of favorite musicians.
Yes, I am awake And the birds sing with vigor Dawn has not yet come I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress. It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human […]
This morning’s still dark Abrupt noise into silence Birds have awakened This morning’s first birdsong came while I was dosing. Jarring enough to yank my attention. Does the first bird to speak get the early worm? Ot, perhaps, he gets the girl?
I watch a hummingbird And wonder about time Are we only allowed A specific number Of heartbeats?
I lay within the morning quiet My mind drifts to memories As rain’s drumbeat calms. A strange, irrythmic sound Unexpected gaps of silence Cool air chills my fingers
This gangly bird Inelegant legs, bearing Ghost upon the marsh
The morning quiet I’m reading Gary Snyder His words speak to me My journey overlaps his Mountains, rivers without end Snyder’s has long been amongst my favorites. My personal overlap with his life a big part of that. My journeys through the Pacific Northwest, through Oregon, California; life and an eclectic array of work all […]
The smoke will soon clear And autumn’s blessing will come Scrubbing the air clean