she carries
pollen on her back
and creation on her wings
Tag: wings
Four Of The Eight Spots
the forest warden
wears
orange epaulets
Sure Sign
robin’s red breasts
against a bright blue sky
spring arrives on wings
Soaring
to see
the wild and free
is release
More Precious For The Wear
even as life
takes from us
our beauty remains
Of Intricate Design
cloisonne’d wings
on an
all green being
Wings
the hope
of flight
not without effort
Mining
mother load
wing-ed ones
gold rush
Ascent
each
stroke of air
pulls the horizon closer
Resting Dragonfly
life’s toll
taken
on tatter wings
Sound Seen
the thrum
of wings hovering
stillness in motion
Social Call
dropping in
to share
the garden’s news
Beneath the Eagle’s Wings
quiet spoke
look up, look up
and I was carried into flight
Journey
remembering it all
spring summer fall
raven heads into winter
Departure
on red leaf wings
summer days
fly away
The Day is Full of Gifts
take
a moment
in the sun
Soar
held aloft
by nothing but
deep belief in freedom
Morning Joy
wings wide
the day embraced
one with everything
Be As You Are
succor at the source
given and given
we are entwined by need
Lady Slipper
much ado
about the lady’s shoe
petal wings give feet flight
