Why Take Risks
The field had to flood.
The pair had to trek through woods.
Risk brings blessed beauty.
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I’m cross-posting these poems in my CyranoWriter.com creative writing blog.
The field had to flood.
The pair had to trek through woods.
Risk brings blessed beauty.
It is often so/ that when we clear dross and junk,/ we find wonderful. Using a loping shears to clear underbrush and non-native privet from around the hardwood trees in my back yard reveals an undergrowth of black-eyed susans and other hidden wildflowers. Sometimes you have to burn the grasses and weeds from large fields,…
Hi, my deep-rooted/ woods friends. I’m sad I’ve not been/ near. I’ll tread barefoot.
I sit deep in my deciduous and cedar woods, shaded, sweltering in the hot afternoon Georgia heat. The still air, like an open oven, stifles me. I must escape. But just as I start to rise, a cool breeze starts from the creek bottom below, racing across the newly-mown fields. Wind rushes like a cresting…
When planting gardens, / you shouldn’t confuse okra/ pods with Orca pods.
I’m cross-posting these poems in my CyranoWriter.com creative writing blog.
Coming through the woods at about 8:15 a.m. today, I spotted what I think is a barred owl in a shagbark hickory tree. It was surveying the white crownbeard wildflower patch, before heading off to a higher viewpoint. Here’s the YouTube video. I also joined eBird, run by Cornell University’s Lab of Ornithology. Looks to…