Whimsical Walla

The fairy fog hovered like a low-lying spell stretching out and gliding towards. She covered all she touched in whispering shades of...

Right outside my window a rain of birdsong rushes in - chickadees chatting, warblers whistling, blue jays commanding and robins...

The wind pounded the walls like a scorned lover locked out wanting in. Wood creaked, windows rattled everything flexed ever so slightly...

I am learning to listen to the low-lying eddy within whispering murmurations of truth and knowing. For years I mistook its faint current...

Thank you to all the Slam Poets out there who revitalized me with their distinct rhythm of percussive truths. Who punctuated words with...

I was walking down the stairs late last night when a coyote, shrouded in leafy shadows, punctured the nighttime quietude with a single,...

Even the shadows surrendered to the darkening descent of the moonless, starless night but not the katydids and crickets. They chanted and...

Up above the loose lilac light slips through the silver-stretched clouds slumbering across the day’s dimming sky. And here down below I...

In my dreams, I watched as he turned away and the feel of his hand against mine had begun to fade. I awoke to the imprint of loss upon my...

I just want to play unburdened and unbothered in this grassy meadow of wild being. Holding half formed words up toward the light and...