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Tag Archives: Spring
Little Red Spiders
She stands in a silent field, a whiskey coat with a blaze on her nose, hooves pawing the soft wet ground. Beyond her the hills teem with many legged things that rustle under last Autumn’s leaves and dodge dew drops … Continue reading
Posted in Contemplations, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Autumn leaves, camp robbers, chickadees, dew drops, flickers, footprints, grass, ground, hooves, June, maples, melon, poetry, prose, spiders, Spring, sun, teal, thievery, windowsills
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Bruised
Our hearts are such tender vessels, aware of what feeds, withers and morphs it into a swelling sea to marvel at, to puzzle over, to praise. When the blue sky is magnificently bruised by Autumn winds hastened by the chill … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Autumn, commentary, contemplation, December, Earth, hearts, Oak, pleasure, poetry, praise, prose, sea, Spring, Summer, vessels
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theminstrelscitadel 
January
The Sun hides and crystals that have piled up remain. Hidden or not, the mere presence of his shy face sends the squirrels hurling down tree trunks and skittering across the crusty surface of the snow. I have the window … Continue reading →