Monthly Archives: June 2011

Becoming Rain

I am the flower, the fluttering leaf, the waiting grass :: the falling… -wrensong Advertisements

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Summer Fire

astilbe in a summer sunrise setting the garden ablaze with pink fire -wrensong

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The White Goose

Two of us swimming in our skins in the steamy twilight…The cool flash and sparkle of the creek flowing easily thru clouds of tiny minnows…When out of the shadows came the goose, white as a summer night’s dream… moving with … Continue reading

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With a Skill Born

The cat took a flying leap and with a skill born of lethal instinct caught the bird in mid-flight. I saw the flash of yellow, the gray wing, heard the shriek :: the silence. -wrensong

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Sipping Milkweed

perfume on the wind :: brilliant Fritillary sipping Milkweed -wrensong

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Sugar Cloud

my girls brought luscious crumb cakes baked in fluted paper cups piled with creamy clouds of sugar

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Braiding the Night River

fluid ribbons of desire confluence under a flash of moon a flow of silk and fire. -wrensong

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Heavy the Sun

Heavy, the sun rises up the waiting day Leaves barely lifting in ponderous air :: We watch like small prey, breathing. -wrensong

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