Moonrise paints the land in an eerie glow yellow fire on the lake trees and grasses painted black against eldritch light lap of water, sigh of wind song of nightbird and insect otherworldly land presided over by the golden, alien moon Moonset, fade to black for a moment only awaiting the dawn sun shining…
A country, wreathed in smoke coughs its way to a new year homeless and displaced fleeing the lethal fires lives and livelihoods gone wildlife wiped out the burning goes on and on hospitals overrun by the breathing compromised no end in sight hope fading fast while the ones in charge insist all is well…
I love a good Christmas carol Singing peace on Earth Christ is born Come let us adore Him We sing of shepherds getting supernatural visitation we sing of wise men taking a leap of faith we sing of a family out in the cold of a child born in poverty bearing the gift of…
And man, at war with man, hears not The love-song which they bring; O hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing. No! shout the people of strife We won’t listen! Love is meaningless Peace is for the strong Justice is for the rich So tell heaven’s all-gracious king we will…
Check the clock, organize shop, visit, eat, drink invitations issued and accepted, cards dutifully filled out gifts dutifully bought tick off the to-do list until at last it’s all organized Christmas by the numbers How much is duty how much is expectation how much is actual love how much is remembrance of God’s great…
He’s lovely, truly lovely Old bulldog with squashed in face, plenty of drool, stinky doggy breath with wagging rump and happy pants pleased to meet me and get pats and praise so lovely Lovely, so lovely, stray cat in the shelter battle-scarred and scruffy, face only a mother could love climbing into my lap,…
Dawn over the water Early morning glow of gold and red reflecting back from the blue depths Spring announces itself with buds encapsulating promises of glorious colour Baby leaves begin to unfurl on mostly bare trees Birds sing softly it’s a new day And in this moment the world turns In this beauty all…
Time was, when I cried I did so without fear of discovery when I was anxious and afraid I weathered the tempest alone No one saw me because I was invisible Momentary notice occurred if something was wanted then back to insubstantiality I went Walking through a sea of other people’s lives reaching out to…
What do we mean each time we speak communication so often set adrift on a sea of misunderstanding What we try to say becomes foggy, misty intangible and tenuous drifting wisps blown away in the wind A wrong word changes things but so does how we speak why we speak history of our interactions plays…
There’s something a little magical about planting pushing those seeds into the good earth water and fertilise and wait with hope for the first small shoot There’s something rather exciting about tending those babies weeding and watering enough sun, enough shade protecting from pests and day by day watching them grow There’s nothing…
Eclectic Assemblage 