Time incites the mystery.
Space makes ample room to see.
Breath absorbs it patiently–
Strong you stand and watch with me.

Should we fall or should we rise
Victory glows in our eyes.
Death, no matter how it tries,
Drops in time its thin disguise.

Text: I am linking the tanaga to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with the theme “superhero”.

Photos: “Remains of Autumn Soon Will Pass”, above, and “Tree Spending Time in Sunlight”, below, linked to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “time”.

Tree Spending Time in Sunlight

One Child’s Gift to Another

The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
“It has no worth,” the jeweler said.
He’ll keep it anyway.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics.  Sarah Connor is hosting with the love tokens.

Photos: “Leaves Remind the Tree”, above, and “Water Seeking Lake Michigan”, below.  I am linking these to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “force”.

Water Seeking Lake Michigan

Where to Look

Birds may chatter. I walk by.
Trees prepare to greet the Sun
That concentrates on shiny things
Like bonds held true with golden rings.
The birds rejoice when morning’s come.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Sarah Russell is asking us to focus on the thing rather than explicitly describing something abstract which the reader is supposed to guess, but I am not sure what it is myself.

Photos: “Movement”, above, and “Birds Minding Their Own Business”, below.

Birds Minding Their Own Business

Coffee Soup

I brew coffee in a French press and pour it into a blender. With a tablespoon I take a large amount of coconut oil and place it in the hot coffee. The heat slides it off the spoon. I often stop there, but one can always carry things beyond.

The full recipe which I am writing down for the first time right now goes further. I add a tablespoon of butter or some cream, but not always, and then spices because if I don’t eat them they will stay on the shelf: cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, cloves, black pepper, turmeric and pink salt.

I blend these ingredients for a few breaths and pour it into a mug. I wonder if it is still coffee? It doesn’t taste like a colada or Cuban espresso which wakes me up, since I drink it alone, on those dawn walks when I wait for the sunrise with the birds. It might even be a kind of soup, but the buzz of clarity that aligns my awareness to reality tells me it doesn’t matter.


Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Paul is hosting with the theme of poems about drinking.

Photos: “Berries”, above, “Winter Vegetation”, below.

Winter Vegetation


I sometimes think I change my mind
To fit prevailing wind.
It only matters that I find
Amidst these changes I was kind.
If not, well, then I’ve sinned.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Amaya is hosting with the theme “pentimento”.

Photo: “Morning Rays of Light” that I am linking to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge since this sunrise looks “exotic” to me which is the theme this week.

News: Yesterday I joined a local poetry group, Poets and Patrons.  They host annual poetry contests and the Helen Schaible International Shakespearean Petrarchan Sonnet Contest.


Belief shows me what I would see
With mirrors everywhere.
Dark branches of the leafless trees
Shiver in the winter’s breeze
As I do standing there.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics.  Bjorn is hosting with the theme of mirrors.

Photos: “Grounding”, above, and “Lake Michigan from Gillson Park”, below.

Lake Michigan from Gillson Park

Prairie Trees

It’s flat for farming and the trees
Are tall and silent like the corn.
Farmers left a few of these.
In the sunlight both are worn.
Shadows show what dominates
On these plains with open skies.
The urban far off concentrates
Dreams but here the roots are wise.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mish hosts.  She’s featuring the photography of Sharon Knight.

Photo: Sharon Knight took the featured photo. She titled it “for b.”. Other photos by her can be seen at SunEarthSky — Meditations from the Midwest.