Falliscent
Green herons bathing
in the marsh, their jewelled
feathers wet with the crisp
taste of apple breeze;
a core of the Earth holds us all,
this light, delicate, clean earth
floating in the floraglow.
Celestiphoria
A lunarwhisper in the stillness,
the fragrance of pure, radiant,
smiling death. An owl bows
to the mole, our time to appreciate
each other is nearly gone.
Seneca Nation
From a drum prayer,
an electrosense born in the void,
a marvelous emptiness in the fingerprints
of lakes, on a land like a dried-up sea.
“No,” the Supreme Mind said, “There is no sea here,
but the land rolls a little like the sea.”
A dreamflow casting its celestial shadow upon
the cosmic map of a turtle’s shell.
Aquilumiad
In the biorustle,
a luminous stranger
desiring the impossible,
one blue-spotted salamander
in hiding,
the vibrant pulse of a stream
of pouring water, the radiant
ornaments of a boy’s sacred curiosity.
Breathtwine
The bird had dried cherry skins for eyes,
a faint luminescence surrendering
to the sun’s tender embrace. Sea mist
in its eyes, the cool mint of spring rain
on its neck, beyond the visible horizon
at the edge of its awareness.
A white-tailed eagle sucking on that mint-
kissed spring rain, the gently wafting breeze
on linen sheets, softly dancing on a clothesline.
The desire for a loved one’s rose to blossom
in the whispershade, unfolding in the cool, mint-
kissed spring rain: bloom, and let go … bloom
and let go … bloom, and let go … bloom and let go.
Aromosaic
Inner ambient clarity,
mountains and meadows,
whistling of the wind,
rustling of leaves, a solar
eclipse, a quiet majesty
de el universo, the connection
felt while standing within
a forest, the transition between
day and night, a symphony of
colours in the sky, the harbour
rhythms, birdsongs, wood-
pecker songs, the solitrance
of a woodpecker singing to
itself, colours shifting, foliage
dancing, the murmurs of a
stream, the power of green,
the water’s edge, the glistentide
when the world is bathed in a soft
iridescent glow, surrounded by
calm waters, the serenquil aurora
australis, chirping birds, the sola
coustic birds, the waxing or waning
phases of the moon grace the night
sky, the crescentide, cosmic dust
the sweetness that pervades the air
during the quiet hours of the night;
the auroflair, a radiant splendour of
dancing lights, the musicality of a nova
during sunrise or sunset, all witness
nature awakening from winter’s slumber.
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