Pebbles in the River

Like acrobatic biplanes dragonflies buzz overhead in the dusky light Soon the mosquitoes will be feeding off me Clean sheets on the clothesline blouse in the breeze, evidence of my virtue. Let me sleep in its sweetness tonight.

Three Little Pebbles

Another canine traffic jam at the door. Sit. Stay…. Okay Like lit bottle rockets they launch, rounding the corner of the house to some imagined danger I cannot see. A thousand toads bleat and honk,while rain sizzzles on the roof. The pond is full. Finally, the drought ends. Sharp air, frost on the ground, my

Two Little Stones

Tree of life The tall stump stands rotting, heart hollowed, covered in vines, epiphytes and moss. The sharp clear voice of a warbler rings out. Today Blank computer screen A brain… time book review

A Hummingbird Rescue

Limp in my palm, her heart still thrills through soft down. Then, an impossibly long tongue tests sugar water I hold as an offering… and she takes flight. Gone. A river of stones is an international project started by Fiona & Kaspa to encourage people to engage with the world through writing a short observational

On a Morning Walk

I am participating in A River of Stones this month. The idea of the exercise is to develop close observation and capture what is seen in a few short sentences, a poem, a haiku, or simply a short  piece of loose form. To join click on their logo to the right of this post. Here