A place to gather words before they get lost.
A ‘New Day’?
An autumn warm spell;
No wonder -
the Earth is off balance
(and) early warnings
disrupt the rhythm:
A landscape symposium
for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create, using the Mastodon hashtag #climate for a found poem https://mastodon.social/deck/tags/climate
Some rivers meander - pushing, pulling, moving, pausing for a moment for a swallow of land, then: they continue on, traveling towards the sea
for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create
Sit beneath the Maple tree, where a soft wind blows its fabric, free;
One then another then another then another
until the dress you wear is stitched from a pattern of Autumn leaves
for #writeout
Plants reduce carbon dioxide
The challengers dissented
a blackout poem for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create
Every leaf speaks bliss to me ... — Emily Bronte
A chorus of voices singing a softened melody of forever falling
I'm here, calling, wondering, for when the Earth stops spinning,
will we finally find our footing, and break ourselves free?
for #writeout
Daylight breaking - light scattered into stars
for #writeout
A temperature of near seventy degrees connects these cities
for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create
Staring into darkness and light, the night begins
to fade away, breaking towards morning,
I'm transfixed, watching the fish in the Pacific
through a mediated feed and screen -
My mind, swimming with possibilities before the day calls me in
for #writeout via DS106 Daily Create
Ripened red berries, weighing down the Rowan tree; birds swarming, beneath
for #writeout