Sunday, February 26, 2012

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Hummingbird protector

A loud, cawing raven perches on the roof edge,
seemingly a predator in this quiet neighborhood.
Undaunted, the tiny Anna’s hummingbird streaks round
annoying the huge black bird…until finally the “threat”

Last Spring, the harassment was directed
at an invader hawk. Hummingbird protector!

Sunday, February 19, 2012

To the end of the pier

Contemplating the fishing pier with its faltering pilings,
I wonder how many of my own are weakened
by life’s storms, from the constant motion of its waves.
How many solid posts do we really need
to go all the way to the end? 
Probably not all of them.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

A hint of green

More about giving
and breath supporting. Yet,
today’s winter mantle is all about beauty.
Evergreen, the pine stands tall,
the oaks and native undergrowth pause
for a brief winter’s rest. A hint of green
assures me that spring is near.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

A new view

From the train window
I saw a mountain, towns
and Spring blooming fields 
for the first time.
It was a landscape
that I had driven through
a hundred times
and saw the road.

Friday, February 10, 2012

A little boy

A little boy, perhaps 2 or 3
hair nearly white, curling in ringlets,
intense blue eyes, observant,
but shy. It was me, I thought
as I sat across from him on the train.
In reflection, it was me only
from one photo and reminiscences of great aunts:
simply an observer of then and now.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Misty day

Cold winter mist surrounding me
like a cloak. Walking in the shelter of trees
and overhangs, inward and chilled.
Suddenly, behind the western clouds
a moment of warmth as the hidden sun sets.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Bird language

Chattering birds in an overgrown bush
near a Victorian cottage…I stopped
to identify the birds and their song. (Wrens)
As soon as it was clear that I remained below, a threat,
the chatter changed into a back and forth warning.
Branch to branch, lower to upper. I moved along.

Across the street, an entirely different and joyous bird
was singing in the sundown. I paused.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Busy sidewalks

Sidewalks crowded and unruly
confusing, folks walking in patterns I can’t discern.
Not quite dark, but nearly a full moon lurking over the City. 
Could that be the cause?
Perhaps I am just out of step.

Friday, February 3, 2012


Sunset is glorious, yet ending.
Tonight, I hear my grandmother
singing “sunset and evening star,
and one clear call to me”. Oh,
to achieve life so simple,
just one clear call.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

About parents

Morning with an old, old friend
talking about how today is a reflection
of our yesterdays.
“Somehow you must believe
your folks did the best they could in rough times,
or the good things would be meaningless”.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

After the river

A smaller river for February?
I will miss the wonderful interaction of all the folks
who participated. So….
the intention required for going out each day,
experiencing a moment, perhaps taking a photo
is a challenge for the remainder of 2012.
Going to take it one day at a time!

Today’s was a work day. Successful, felt good.
Noticed that more people were smiling on the way home.
Synchronicity? More likely that I was more upbeat.