Original Nature Poetry
Just published in our new book,
Space Between the Stones:
Poetry and Practices for Connecting with Nature, Spirit, and Creativity
Rooting
It happens
so spontaneously
and effortlessly.
No decision
or deliberate action
is needed.
How the Sky Holds the Sea
Have you noticed
how the sky holds the sea?
Lightly caressing
every inch of her,
Gradual Unfolding
Thank you,
Japanese maple leaves,
for opening so gradually…
Calling in Well
Please forgive me.
Thank you
for understanding.
Due to
circumstances
far beyond
my control,
I will not
be coming
to work today.
The Songs of Seeds
What if seeds sang
when they sprouted?
Imagine the meadows ringing
with the joyous sound
On the Road at Night
Driving alone
on a quiet
country road
on a moonless night,
not a single car
or house nearby;
An Unexpected Gift
Setting out
for a solo hike
on a rainy day,
I slip my keys
into a pocket
of my pack
Loving the Rain
I’m loving the rain
and the cold and the wet—
I’m loving it more
than I ever have yet.
I love staying inside
and watching it fall,
Elemental
It’s just
the juncos and me
out here today.
Every other animal
seems to be
sensibly sequestered
Becoming Spring
The nights
are still long
and dark,
but each day
there’s a little
more light.
Winged Mystery
Today, a lovely
yet unfamiliar voice
creates ripples
in the stillness
of the morning.
In My Skin
In my skin,
I feel…
the light caress
of the breeze,
the warm glow
of the sun,
Published in
Poems of Earth and Spirit
What if…?
What if the leaves,
stirred to singing
by the breeze,
sing with even more joy
when they notice
you are listening?
Only This
Bare feet on the Earth
Breathing in and out
Sound of wind in the trees
Only this…
Good Morning
The birds
sound
like I
feel—
thrilled
to behold
the everyday
miracle
An Earthly Personal Ad
Beautiful planet seeks compatible humans
for long-term committed relationship
Me:
4.5 billion years old (but look younger)
Strikingly beautiful and very well endowed
Highly evolved, intelligent, and accomplished
No Matter How Hard They Try
No matter
how hard they try,
they can not
keep us apart.
Quenched
This time
last year
I saw
withering,
water-starved
plants
everywhere—
In the Arms of My Beloved
Resting in the arms
of my beloved,
I breathe deep
and easy,
A Special Day
Today
is a very special day.
Today we celebrate
sun and rain,
light and dark,
the cycles of life,