Lonely in the vastness?
Rotate round renew!
Faith unfolds
To hold you fast:
Magnetic field of daisy arms.
Lonely in the field?
Face the sun;
Drink the rays,
Yellow to green
To violet light:
Spirits joined!
Lonely ’til you pray!
Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
20 Mar 2013 Leave a comment
in Family, Uncategorized Tags: daisy, face the sun, faith, field, green, lonely, magnetic, magnetic field, plants, rays, spirits, sun, vastness, violet, yellow
Lonely in the vastness?
Rotate round renew!
Faith unfolds
To hold you fast:
Magnetic field of daisy arms.
Lonely in the field?
Face the sun;
Drink the rays,
Yellow to green
To violet light:
Spirits joined!
Lonely ’til you pray!
28 Dec 2012 2 Comments
in Family Tags: black, core, grounded, inversion, rooting, snow, snow drifts. hover, spirits, streaked, white
This morning
I watched sun on snow
while gray sky streaked
heavy: grounded
overhead
lifting snow drifts
upside down to hover
overhead
light above
earth below
spirits flying
ground rooting
to its core
w h i t e t o g r a y t o b l a c k.
30 Nov 2012 2 Comments
in Family Tags: click clock, clock-man, dreams, elders, memories, molt, musk, nostrils, paint, spirits, tick tock, touchstones
Introduced the “clock-man” to my 4 year old:
Little hand, big hand, forward move: one, two, three.
Time passes on the clock, on the calendar too
But touchstones stay the same for you and me.
Little hand, big hand, forward move: one, two, three.
Tick-tock, click-clock arrows speed to lead
Us to the dreams we paint: the hopes, the deeds.
Time passes on the clock; on the calendar too
Weeks, to months, to years, to lives…
Then on to memories worn on our hides, insides, tribes.
But touchstones stay the same for you and me.
The elders molt to spirits; the new reach for our care
Our nostrils scent the musk of need and nurture everywhere.