Waking to the past

showers dissipate banks of snow

seeping into thawing earth

providing moisture to overwintered seeds

breaking hardened skins from year past

dawn awakens not with the sun

but with glorious bird song heralding

warmth and life, thought long dead

now released from winter past

my eyes watch a pileated woodpecker

sounding out the phone pole, while robins

feast on fermented apples hanging on

from the bountifulness of autumn past

shoots of bulbs waiting for warmer days

begin their ascent from earth, pale green tips

poke through wet earth heeding suns call

to wake and spread as in spring past

eyes open wide and nostrils flare

with scent of earth and birds on wing

in the garden, while trees bud stretch and yawn

and soon nature will live echoing summer past

Red chair - Haiku

favourite red chair

cloaked in white awaits springs thaw

winter green dwindles

Reflection

There's a time when me mind is overwhelmed with events. The past two weeks was one of those times when I did contemplate but without time to scribble. Tonight I made time with a goblet of heavenly nectar accompanied with soulful R and B singing with warm, wrapping sound.

I finally finished a book that spoke to my soul in so many ways. It gave me an insight to my appreciation and deftness with haiku, my Irish heritage, astronomy and nature. I enjoy reading scholarly tomes. The book is A Brief History of The Druids by Peter Berresford Ellis. Dog eared pages, scusie Andrew :), stickie notes on others, await for further pondering by The Pond. One has to read about Mr. Ellis and his research to fully understand the book.

ancient scrolls

vacant of scripture,

memories

A band of gold lattice woven beholding gems gathered in my journey. Created by a magician of minerals who saw my vision and made it a reality. Stephen, I thank you. The emerald and jade reflects nature in me eyes; opals shine as the night stars; and amethyst the bright light of spring. A gift to myself.

natures gems

all shine brilliantly,

life entwined

This evening I gazed upwards and stood in awe at the bright lights in the sky. Venus shone with such brilliance in the western sky, floating alone in the twilight of the day. Looking eastward Jupiter was winking with his “hey look at me V” sign. I was surrounded with star shine. How could one not gaze in wonderment at such a heavenly display.

two planets

reflect light of life,

enrapture

Spring has finally arrived. I've watched Canada geese flying north as black specs in the morning sky; Chickadeedeedee's winter calls have changed to spring song; snow dissipates slowly leaving pillars of bird seed under the feeder that Pooka gnaws at in early morning; I no longer need to plug the car in ;)

ears tuned in

as spring songs arrive,

this soul sings

Full Worm Moon - Haiku

heat radiates warmth

from centre melting to life

winter frozen ice

The full Worm Moon is a harbinger of spring. Earth is warming beckoning worms to travel upwards into soil free of frost.  Mind you this winter it may be another month or more due to the covering of snow and ice.  But I will be the first out there in bare feet digging the tootsies in to feel worms tickling me toes and to breath a sigh of relief that life continues.

Winter (again) - Haiku

Yet more haiku on a cold and snowy winters night ~sigh~

What can I say but I'm a child of the season.

shadows from street light

shows your presence furry one,

Pooka dines on seed

calming music sings

from Chill Lounge this winters night,

appropriately...

night sky is veiled

with a frigid white fabric,

folds without movement

Groundhog Day weekend

repetition of last twelve,

pinch me when over

drifts cover my tracks

along rivers vacant trail,

snowshoes know the path

feeder is barren

while birds seek shelter in wood,

squirrels aren't complaining

if I ever hear

“winters wonderland" again,

snowballs at ten paces    ;)