Category: Seasons

• Solstice

  weep not that the world changes in all of your wanderings; open to the oblivion that softly wipes away the stain of yesterday open still to the shifting of love, to pleasure short-lived, inconstant, to the welcome morning with its rays of kindness and bitter clarity open again to a thrill of hope, young limbs…

  Jenifer

  December 21, 2015

  Aging, Dying, Garden, Love, Memory, Nature, Seasons

  poetry

• 11/29

  we long for peace it seems to surround us but perhaps it is only darkness falling with its uneven temper ——————— In response to Jennifer Knoblock’s plaintive poem, Winter.

  Jenifer

  November 29, 2015

  Meditation, Muse, Political struggle, Seasons, Tanka

  poetry

• The Red Trail

  you would think as you walk along the forest ridge this time of year there could be nothing more wondrous than the not yet faded royal of the sky behind grey-brown branches, the last leaves gripping on but then the trail edges west and beneath the sky a darker blue surfaces and below that turquoise…

  Jenifer

  November 19, 2015

  Meditation, Memory, Muse, My family, Pentwater, Seasons

  poem

• It is always the trees

  it is always the trees I notice first perhaps because they are shorter, green in the wrong months, palm-leaved exhausted by the never-ending growth they cannot escape next, the grasses vining, matted odd outgrowths of flowers of unsettling crayola shades knock-kneed, longed-necked fowl I am transmuted towards a single of the thousand and one places,…

  Jenifer

  November 10, 2015

  Meditation, Muse, Nature, Seasons, Traveling, Yoga

  poetry

• 11/7

  slow ticking of the fan overhead brings back the rain that day how it poured down on us

  Jenifer

  November 8, 2015

  Bite-sized sampler, Love, Muse, My window at night, Seasons, Tanka

  poem

• Autumn prayer

  Days shuttle past, lined leaves building to something not yet seen. • • • • I pray that a leaf will break open, unfurl its forever vacant essence, bless me with unbounded paths. I pray that leaves will crunch under my feet, cushion my endless striving, bless me with untrodden paths. I pray that a…

  Jenifer

  October 29, 2015

  Garden, Meditation, Nature, Seasons

  poem