Tag: snow
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Poem – Pure Spirits
A chance to put on-hold obligations and deadlines and dive into nature with the purest of spirits.
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Poem – Change
The winter sky holds distant promise beyond the muted sun above the bare trees. As the days recover from the depth of darkness so too will the trees recover from the shadows.
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Poem – Winter Songs – Part 2
I awoke to the full moon dipping into the cold river. Light sprinkled across the untouched snow except for a single path of recent paw prints leading from the water to the distant tree line lost in the mountain shadow.
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Poem – Winter Songs – Part 1
Across the fjord atop the snow covered mountain a still figure draped in shadows sat for days beneath the cold moon and the even colder sun.
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Poem – What the Fields Hide
Leaving behind the city we pass the line separating concrete and dirt path. Recent snow has hardened and crunches with each step. I pause and silence myself and hear ravens nearby. I pause and hold my breath and imagine what secrets are beneath the empty field.
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Poem – Last Hold
Winter’s hold is lessening as the winter sun sinks amid rising cold and wind, a last hold on the snowy fields and forest.
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Poem – Transition
The first day of March and we walk through the thin snow covered trails and off the path into the woods. The winter sky keeps no secrets but the wind teases of spring and the reemergence of life.
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Poem – Dogs of Winter
Afternoon sun sets quickly as the wind scatters snow and ice through the forest. Summer ponds holding ducks assume a new role and face as the moon consumes the surface. The main path follows the base of the hill winding past wetlands. Ravens assume positions in trees surrounding the open field. The dogs of winter…
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Poem – White Snow
White snow absent of mind dusts, absent of tree shadows and raven wings. White snow becomes the moon filled river. White snow becomes the expanding horizon. White snow becomes what we bring, what we perceive. An empty canvas, the empty field becomes a blank page and the contents of our full minds, the charged emotions…
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snow blow.
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First Sunrise of 2015
From the frozen shores of Lake Superior, the sun rises over a windswept landscape with lake affect snow nearing.
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Poem – Fields (continued as the lantern disappears)
Fields 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (1) Shining brilliantly through grey fog hugging the soaked ground the light I cannot see is there in my mind, there in my eyes. Fading snow cover reveals the field I have been searching for the field anchored by one lantern surrounded by ten-thousand trees. “Pick up the lantern…
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Poem – The Dark Drifting Upon the Snow
Winter evening in mid-December. The sun set hours ago and cold is descending from the heavens, there are no clouds and the moon is hidden. The only sound is my feet and the running dogs. Down a hill we slide and stop before the tree line. An expanding presence darkness fills the space between trees,…
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Poem – When Darkness Becomes All That We Know
Grey infused frozen water consumes the last light before the fields darken. Distant planets follow me from dawn until dusk and a new world emerges where I have become one with beings and energy I do not understand yet make sense at levels I did not know existed. I left my field years before I…
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Poem – The First Flake
The child’s nose leaves prints on the glass kitchen window overlooking the apple tree. Wide-eyed, determined, safe – was that a snowflake? Did one land in the grass? A frantic search for the first snowflake signaling winter, snow forts, and snow days. There, that has to be one! And the phone call to grandma to…