Empty Nest
I saw a nest at eye level in the juncture of a scrawny tree that stood alone on the bank of a stream. Lovingly made of grass and twigs and mud, its solid foundation where four thin branches diverged was … Continue reading Empty Nest
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Capable
This week I returned to metered poetry following a consistent rhyme scheme. I haven’t done one of these for awhile, so I wanted to exercise my poetic thinking muscles. I can normally start out with a good (to my mind) … Continue reading Capable
Metaphor
On my back I see the elite of the forest, a select scattering of eye-catching sun-dappled green on blue, supported beneath by dark, anonymous branches. I sit up and my view scrolls to see branches merge into trunks overshadowed by … Continue reading Metaphor
Staring Out A Window
Whenever I’m searching for words I reflexively stare out the window. I let them tumble around a little in my head before I try and put them on paper or a screen. This means it looks like I daydream way more than I write, but I prefer that to staring blankly at a pen or keyboard. When I stare out a window it feels like I might be imagining something. When I stare at a pen or keyboard it feels like writer’s block. Occasionally when I stare out the window, I see cool things, such as the storm front on … Continue reading Staring Out A Window
Staring Out A Window 