Sunday September 18, 2011 A Stone/Sunday Scribblings/ Sunday Whirl

Taos Mountain

A Stone: One Daily Observation + one

Taos Mountain

Edge of Taos Desert

Edge of Taos Desert

This is a book I think you will love


Sunday Scribblings: prompt #285 easy


The frog used to say

It ain’t easy to be green

I say

It ain’t easy to be seen

It ain’t easy when it don’t fit

It ain’t easy when everything is new

What’s easy

Is an old shoe

That fits comfortably

Thoes dang new ones

Always bite my toes

But in order

To get a different view

You sometimes have to agree

To be uncomfortable

And it ain’t easy


Sunday Whirl: Wordle
The Trials Begin
In dream
My muse
Walked the corridor
Thrusting the end
Of the red thread
Into my hand
An omen

All was reflected
In the mirror
Through opalescent veil
The image was strengthen
With blind finger tips
I read the message

With verve she spoke
Of what is raw
The yearning

I unfolded
The tiny square of paper
A sheep was standing
Waiting for a shepherd
And his dog