Cloudy Skies

a glimmer of light a moment of joy an awakening of hope Cloudy skies never keep me home, but a glimpse of the sun makes everything so much better. So… it seems I’m doing 365 Days Wild, after all. That makes this day 31’s Random Act of Wildness. I’m going to try and make this … More Cloudy Skies

Midsummer Dawn

*sound on* dawn-lit insects dance upon sunbeams as birds raise their voices in song; like a dream forgotten upon awakening, a forlorn spirit aches for ancient magicks, tantalisingly close: an eager heart cries, ‘reach out’

Wednesday Word: Beguile

This week’s Wednesday Word is: Part of Speech (Transitive) Verb beguiles (third-person singular simple present) beguiled (simple past and past participle) beguiling (present participle) Related Words beguilement (noun) beguiler (noun) beguilingly (adverb) unbeguiled (adjective) unbeguiling (adjective) Pronunciation bɪˈɡaɪl / be·guile / bi-ˈgī(-ə)l Meaning to deceive or delude to charm or divert to pass (time) pleasantly … More Wednesday Word: Beguile

Pennies

positivity purchased in shining pennies scattered upon dawn-kissed green, innocent joy freely paid from a poor-man’s purse These flowers, like most of wildflowers, have a fascinatingly wide variety of names. Scientifically they’re called Leucanthemum vulgare, but they’re more commonly known as the ox-eye (or oxeye) daisy or the dog daisy. Other names include: field daisy, … More Pennies

Illumination

follow a trail of sunbeams
into the veiling mist of lies
and deception that seeks
to obscure each ancient
truth held sacred within
ancestral bones; watch
in awe as full illumination
is achieved, revealing an
existence alight with joy … More Illumination

Here and Now

caught in an echo chamber
with an ever ticking clock,
where days and weeks smoosh
into unnumbered sleeps as
human measurements of time
are abandoned to irrelevance … More Here and Now

Be Still

for now the Earth tells us
to be still: to stop for a
moment and listen to the
birdsong outside the … More Be Still

Nomad

She could remember it so clearly: long days spent on the road, sitting in the passenger seat with her mother behind the wheel of their rusting orange car. They’d sung along to pop songs playing on loop. … More Nomad

Symphony

out where nature’s solitude
soothes rampant fears of social
interaction and sickness, out
where the daffodils and bluebells
merrily sway, life blooms in
swelling melodies as birdsong
choruses greet dawn’s touch … More Symphony