Sacred Spread
23 April 2016
My heart’s homeward bound
To the original homestead;
To the ranch, miles from town
Out to the old spread.
With wheat fields all around,
The way it touches me’s profound.
It’s where my soul gets fed
To make this my sacred ground.
I walk barefooted, feeling
The dirt between my toes.
I breathe deeply, healing
My heart from its woes.
Tension leaves me, kneeling
I sense the Earth’s vibratos.
Yes, I’m connected, appealing
For the peace this place bestows.
This blog is about my life as reflected in rhyming poetry, observations and occasional rants. The title is Latin for "information and errs" or loosely translated "hits and misses." Wilson Arch photo courtesy of James Muhlestein.
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26 April 2016
08 April 2011
Spring Fling
Spring Fling
8 April 2011
A gust of wind power
Sent the spring rain
Of a brief shower
Against my window pane.
Outside under the eaves
Crystals winked in sync
On the grass and leaves
To the sound of plink, plink.
I kicked off my flip-flops
To walk around barefoot,
Get wet from the raindrops
And enjoy the sensory input.
I unzipped my coat
To feel the setting sun
On my chest and throat,
A vitamin D dry run.
For precious minutes
I got to enjoy nature
At its freshest, in its
Own nomenclature.
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