Tag Archives: Looking

SMALL OUTDOORS WITH FOG WHITE SKY

Glancing at the small outdoors with fog white sky and wavering leaves on spindly and on sturdy trees, and on bud-ready rose bush through my window, past which I note a whisper of a breeze with my wishful indoors-toward-the-outdoors thoughtful … Continue reading

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TO HEAVE AND TO HAVE

Heave? Yeah, sometimes, you gotta heave. More so than maybe you’d like to believe. But, already, without any further effort, notice you already have. Yes, have. Just have. Notice how it feels to have persons, places, things, all while the … Continue reading

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THE SPIRIT OF SPRING

The spirit of spring has asserted itself. The splendid canopy of summer is now our striving up-and-comer, rising up to reach as high as this good year will ever swell. Sun climbs, blooms of alls sorts on grasses, bushes, trees … Continue reading

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RAISE PERISCOPE, OR ELSE, BOB HEAD

Raise periscope, or, if you find you’re growing hope, leave safe walls of sub behind, for a cool dive, and instead, bob head. Swing your sight from left to right, and far (and near) and wide, survey above the surface, … Continue reading

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LIQUID FALL LEAVES COME RAINING DOWN

tiny five-point, fall-hued leaves drip, fluid, down with weight of wet, but float to ground in the subtle, rainy breeze. And then there’s me– wrapped cozy in gray, shiny coat, down past my knees that tries to keep me dry. … Continue reading

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A STEP INTO A MILE

No one can walk a little mile who never takes that one first step. . . and sometimes fears build up so high a pile, that to spy the mile induces quakes– as quaky as they get, It is more … Continue reading

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