Sunday, February 14, 2021

Indigo Sky -

:"Indigo Sky Mares"  by Laurel Burch

 riding in the deep blue of night
spirits unite
feeling alive
indigo sky

riding untamed in wispy clouds
are dreams allowed
can love prevail
past misty veil

riding until the morning light
holding on tight
smoldering eyes
heavenly sigh


ride, ride, ride
until we're broken
or free.... 

linking with The Sunday Muse
 
Happy Sunday All!
 
peace, love and health

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Big Cats

Lion, Feline, Cat, Wild, Mane, Mammal
courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

big cats visits me in perceptive dreams

mystical creatures under moonbeams

prowling the landscape of my mind

our wanderings magically entwined

 

it takes courage to face the heartland

pondering what is difficult to understand

spirits free to roam and not to be confined

in the night, it's strength you might find

 

do not run from fear, walk in knowledge

find a place where your footing is solid

in life/death leave imprints of love behind

open your eyes, clouds can be silver lined

 

big cats visit me in perceptive dreams

our wanderings magically entwined

 

linking with earthweal

I missed Sherry's prompt this week 

so a late offering to the mystical 

lions.

 

Author's note:  A couple of years ago

I actually had an encounter with a mountain

lion on a deserted highway.  That moment

has stayed with me as it was surreal.

I still ponder the deeper meaning.

 

 

Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Growing Roots


 magical fungus
visions of nature's people
flying with eagles

 ~

shadowy mushrooms
shaman dreams of healing roots
river sings a song

~

 mushrooms multiply
dragonflies reflecting sun
soft-hearted spring breeze

 

linking with dVerse
hosted by Sarah
having fun with fungus poetry

Sunday, February 7, 2021

Dreams in Green

"Natural Woman" Digital Collage Art "Covid Creations" by Susie Clevenger

 

Gravitating towards the heavens

starlight shimmers through her crown

rooted between the living and dead

awakening,  green meadow of thought

dreaming of freedom and bird songs

how many moon phases will pass

before cage doors will swing open

humanity's weakness, fragile mortality

shadows of darkness haunt the earth

thorns of the times, piercing  hearts

aching,  traveling a wayward trail

 bluebirds offers songs of happiness

seeking refuge in the splendor of  the

natural world,  a sacred sanctuary

fluttering wings of hope and joy

singing a hymn of praise for today

soaring high in  azure skies

reaching for sunshine on cloudy days

open your opalescent eyes

nature heals the wounds inside

one 

heart-beat

at

time


linking with The Sunday Muse

writing to Susie's amazing artwork

sharing with earthweal

 

author's note:  No green meadows here
snow has arrived blanketing the already
covered earth with a few more inches
but, I can dream of green meadows