The Conjuring

She added blood to fire,
sprinkling in the ocean’s tears,
and the feather from a phoenix’s tail.

Three rose thorns disappeared in the smoke,
two halves of an acorn followed,
and one black currant berry, ripe and juicy.

Hands now still at her sides
she closed her eyes and whispered
and formed the image in her mind.

A black paw scratched at her leg.
Smiling, the witch reached down
and picked up her conjured creation,
a little black kitten.


via Daily Prompt: Conjure


Spring is almost here! :)

I was walking in the woods by my house today, reveling in the warmth of the sunshine, listening to birds chatter, looking at the glistening clumps of snow slowly dissolve, feeling excited because the first signs of spring have started to sprout through the earth. 🙂

And in the air! When I was trying to get a closer look a red cardinal who was joyfully singing, I noticed some small hints of green in the shrubs along the path. Taking a closer look I saw that these were small buds that had just recently burst open (picture above). These tiny, delicate reservoirs of life seemed so happy and cheerful in the sunlight, as if they were eager to get started on growing and developing.

Although the trees haven’t yet joined in in opening their buds, their branches were still full of life with birds and squirrels and other little animals flitting about. I watched a few wood peckers working hard to get a tasty treat, their beaks drumming against the trees like natural percussion players. Meanwhile squirrels scampered from tree to tree, their fluffy tails gracefully flowing with every hop and leap.

I stood next to a tree and rested against its dry, warm bark imagining a dryad sleeping inside, only to awaken on the Spring Equinox in four days. My boots sunk in the squishy, squelching mud as I gazed at the shadow of the tree’s branches on the ground, stretching out like lung bronchi. The air felt like a heart starting back up after cardiac arrest, pulsating with stronger and stronger life force, Spring just around the corner 🙂

Tree and Me

Basking in stillness and sun

I’m sitting in the library right now, listening to the wind roar outside while simultaneously soaking in the quiet inside 🙂 The sun is shining through blinds creating a lovely segmented shadow across this large wooden table. It shines into my cup of French vanilla coffee mixed with hot chocolate and makes the tiny bubbles of foam sparkle delicately against the white cup. 

I came here to work, but now find myself becoming a part of the stillness, and just enjoying the fruits of my sensory systems. The warmth of sun on my skin makes me dream of spring and summer, of days spent lying on a blanket outside, watching the clouds swim by. My mind joins in the relaxation of my muscles and it becomes more laborious to write these words. I think I’ll take a nap.

We’re drying up

Like locusts swarming wheat,
they poured into the watering hole,
filling it up with their heaving, desperate bodies
and purging it of that precious liquid
that once lazily laid
in trenches, canals, channels,
soaking in its own molecules
indulging in its own wetness.

Now that once moisturized earth has chapped lips,
dry and cracked from drought
and overuse, misuse, and pollution
of her most precious resource.


via Daily Prompt: Swarm

From hesitating to creating

Hesitation is detrimental to creation
Opportunities sail on the river of time
but wait too long and they waterfall off the cliff,
smashing to bits on the jagged rocks below.

Jump in and grab them!
Even if you do not know how to swim,
the water is still shallow here
and you will not drown.

Wade out and pluck their lily petals
pink, violet, cloud blue, sunny yellow,
gathering them together
you have your own kaleidoscopic creation. 🙂


via Daily Prompt: Hesitate

Staring contest with a deer

This deer matches its home so well you can barely see it. 🙂

I was walking through a nature reserve today when I came across this little deer and her little friend (not pictured). This deer and I stared at each other for several long minutes as I tried not to breath, my feet rooted to the ground. It seemed both confused and curious – whenever I would stand still it would go back to chewing something on the ground as if it had decided I was some sort of non-threatening large plant, but whenever I made any sort of slight movement its head would dart back up to stare at me.

Its little friend had actually walked up to within 5 feet of me which was wonderful and a bit alarming as I briefly pictured it nipping at my fingers. However, when I made a slight movement to get my camera out, this startled the little deer and it walked behind the trees. When it peeked out at me later, somehow it seemed too intimate of a moment to photograph – the deer felt to me like another intelligent being, more like a person than animal, and so I put my camera away.

It was a wonderful, magical little walk. 🙂

via Photo Challenge: A Good Match