Tag Archives: Sunflower
flowerless
…and as the smoke rolls away
And a new fog-like mist emerges
And I leave all who is Home to me
Tell me there’ll be sun today….
Sunflower Revolution
Who does the wind think it is?
Provoking
Dog barkings
Promoting
Heart havings
When will change not want its way?
Down playing
Naysaying
Up lifting
Day claiming
Last Ditch
Have you felt invisible
Made from supernatural
Then unmade by someone’s lack?
So have some of us
We become as sunflowers, though
We watch for a flicker
We turn in accordance
We thrive in The Light
Mother Road
What is the name of that road? The spirit and purpose of it? The one we approach, day in and day out, without hesitation?
Familiar with the smell of it, the distractions, attractions and tourist traps along the way, but unsure, in the dark, where to turn when it’s time, finally time, for a rest stop.
Trust, we must, the touch. The feel of our wheels we were gifted, from The Road of all roads, The Mother.
Wiggly Pencil: A Haiku
You there, Sunflower
Tigerlily, Boy Wonder
Be still in your soul