dogtrax

Colored dust remnants smudged on gloves – fragile old leaves; Crayola collage

for Algot

From above, with love: the world is wider, wilder than you imagine

for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free — from The Peace Of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

A wandering wonderer, pausing to peer into the dappled head of a flower, a hole inside the broken trunk of an ancient tree, a mossy rock cradled in the river, a writer finding words inside the wild, with hope, he's me

In the warm daylight, the ladybugs sneak inside the windowpane gaps

for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create

Now merely thin husks of what was once beautiful, the day-lilies dream

for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create

At the tree of the impossible, we imagine each translucent leaf, veined in ink and running free, as yet another opportunity to compose a lucid dream

https://flic.kr/p/2qpyYUJ

Great Blue Heron: Standing silently or flying high - slow wing beats, its head hunched back

blackout poem for #writeout

Crinkled, like paper; the edges of a small leaf, disintegrating

White clouds, whispering secrets to the distant sky like signals in smoke

Tree-limb picture frame, like arms reaching for the stars; a focused beauty

An ant crawls, pauses; balanced dancer in the wind on a stage of grass

Young poets, quiet writers pondering nature on a notebook page

for #writeout

A spark beneath the brittle soil, a seed

starting a Collab Poem for #writeout https://yopad.eu/p/digitalforestpoem-365days

Was it in the woods or along the river, or maybe it was along that ledge where our bare toes touched, where some old whisper of who you once were stuck a sound inside my ear, and when I turned to hear, you were gone, again; perhaps you were never even there

inspired by https://substack.com/home/post/p-149562962