Thursday, February 20, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Perpetually Moved by Your Tide
Perpetually Moved by Your Tide
Your poetry a sipped poison
your ink a savored fine wine
gentle words crash into heartache
drunken palpitations swill
you only lead me willingly
where you know I long to follow
heartened in soothing ways
closed eyes could never feel
dreams of touching souls
incite a tremulous thrill
I can’t help never falling
out of love with you
your presence reach is boundless
spirit pulses through these veins
this destiny bears no granted choice
within soul one love abides
I will always feel your essence
there is nowhere for to hide
adrift within your currents
perpetually moved by your tide
© 2 .09 .2014 ...Harlon Rivers
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Come Hither Varied Thrush
Come Hither Varied Thrush
Perched on naked dogwood scaffold
Varied Thrush nestles up aneath
old growth umbrella safe harbor
Hundred foot Douglas Fir ,
well seasoned sage ,
relaxed boughs thickly loaded chill
point down to the variegated white earth
Sheltered slumbering wildwood skeletons ,
frames shoulder the weight
of the sky's frozen gifts
Freshly fallen cotton tuffs alighting upon
puffed up orange, black and white
cockaded feathers , 30 beaks strong…
Wintertide visitors down from nearby mountain tops ,
invasions from distant northern horizons
Striking black on orange breast band ,
stark contrasts to the winter wonderland backdrop,
frozen feet deep , bewitch boot tops
Winter flocks huddle ,
some independents caucus ,
authoritative single shrills whistled
Notes pitchy , pitches breaking reclusive silence
yet music to the sole musician's quietude
single “twerp” so understood , inciting nowness
The humility of this isolated solitude whelms the soul ,
how they love to sing to the heaviest of snow flurries…
Their song expressions of appreciation
returned to the Audubon Sanctuary woodlot
The love affair with an admirer,
cracked corn scratch in hand ,
winter apples descend fermenting stillness ,
fall from high windows' graces
Love filled heart
purging with willing natural beings
only wishing to share one love ;
only wishing to share here & now ...
© Harlon Rivers ... 2 .07 .2014
something quick and spontaneous... a moment shared after watching the snow fall and feeding the birds for a couple days off during a snow storm. Likely needs edit but that would just spoil an honest here and now, in the backwoods. Edit wouldn't really express the moment if I spend anytime doing that and probably would just end up not even publishing. So my raw first draft written just before dark, this say in the Northwest...
photos by Harlon Rivers ... sorry they were through dirty windows :)
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