A most wonderful tree
spoke out to me as I wandered
around the vast tranquil lake
in the sunshine of my Tuesday birthday
She said I am a dancer
will you dance awhile with me today
What was there for me to say?🪶
The Grace of Trees
Tag Archives: wandering
There’s a Crack in the Ice
There’s a crack where ice meets the sun
A star open to the temporary
A hole to a cool underworld
I pause in this moment to ponder
My invitation to the party below
And yes, am I tempted
But so do I remember
Qualifications lacking
I am only half blind
Unstable when disconnected from earth
And cannot swim
Ditch Blossoms
One day a week when the sun shines around here I go wandering the hills and streets without warning signs
I hum an old country tune I’m not sure the name of
I might close one eye as I’m stepping to alter my view
Sometimes I walk backwards to see what I’ve left behind
There’s a book stand stuffed with romance I rearrange to make it easier for browsers to choose
Snowdrops grow wild in green ditches
Ark
Two wanderers
mountain seekers
shadow dancing
on the wind.
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