planting beauty
It’s not the way I usually would have done it The apple tree sat waiting In its plastic pot Roots circling round and round Without any room to breathe I wanted ...
Category: poetry
the hidden root
There was something growing in my heartAlmost hidden in a cornerIt had been pruned and trimmed many timesBut I secretly watered it Its sharp and twisted roots t...
a Narnian moon
Sometimes when the moon shines through our open window And the wind blows across the fieldsPlaying the dry stalks of last fall like so many wooden flutesWe hear...
Secrets of the woods
Do you wish to hear a secret? Put on your boots and go into the woods Go as a child would Running and skipping with eyes full of wonder There you will find a ce...