Cieren Of Glaslyn Wood Cieren had to cross the deep ditch to reach the safety of Glaslyn Wood. Cieren felt very tired and hungry. Luckily it had been raining and the worms were not far from the surface of the ground. Cieren could smell them. His mouth watered , just thinking about a nice juicy worm! So first things first, he decided to dig. He had not dug far when he came across his first worm. Cieren devoured it ravenous...

The sound of a Canary finch's song.Watching clouds cross the heavens.Simple things, that keep me strong. A glass half full, not half empty.Is what I always try to see.Blessings, life rewards a plenty. The call of a Raven, is not evil.Sweet music, to calm me really. Causing good memory retrieval. The babble of a brook passing by.Soothes my soul, relaxing me. Taking it all in, is a natural high. Helping to obscure my though...

Ursa Major1 High on the iron-blue mountain where the tall trees begin to shorten and the ground is steep, cradled in a quiet bowl is an almost forgotten place. Nestling unseen, beneath one of the few remaining gnarled ash trees, shielded by the rustle of the brittle brown leaves and blanketed in deep snow there is a narrow entrance. This entrance leads to a cave, a silent cave that nothing has visited for the longest of t...

My father, the Great god Pan, told me once that I was not like his other progeny. Oh, I had the ears and tail of a horse, of course (whinny!) And I had the powers of a demigod. I would live almost forever, and I could see into the future, just a bit. Not everything. And I was not as lustful as my brothers and sisters. I spent most of my time with my animal friends. I lived in Arcadia, where my father was born to be the im...

(Wine and Roses) Pan comes piping cloven hooves high-steppin' it white flutter-by maidens ring in on the changes enchanted in the glade of interleaved filtering a sun-dappled glen where she sits composing a secret audience the river laughing nearby harmonizes with tiger-lilies and tickled trout swimming against the beat cricket castanets drone keeping rhythm, beating time and time has flown the knave of hearts fans out ac...

Beauty of a pond Atop a Lily floats Beauty of a pondFrog's croak Beauty of a pondReflecting clouds Beauty of a pondBlackbirds twill Beauty of a pondAromas abound Beauty of a pondFish pitting surface Beauty of a pondTranquil calm Beauty of a pondPassive splendor Beauty of a pondOn its banks I sit

Never does it cease to amaze Walking through nature's maze What is missed as I pass Hidden amongst the grass Dew drops glistening in the sun Webs of silk that spiders spun Subtle shades of color in the trees Warmth carried upon a soft breeze Roaring creek a song does sing Sounds taken for granted ring Birds and insects greet a new day Silhouetted as they float and play Against the rising sun A tale needing spun Leaves flu...

I saw a little Junco, pecking at his reflection today. Wondering, what's the reason for his little display? What was he seeing in the reflection of the window? Was he angry at the image, or just a bit of a weirdo? Did he not recognize the reflection was of himself? Maybe like me, not wanting to admit age to myself. Could it be that the insistent pecking was his way? Him showing the reflection a compassionate array. Surely...

Looking into the morning skiesNot a cloud to grace my eyes Across the blue only a contrailHanging in the sky like a veil Tranquil air delivering a chillBird calls splintering the still Darkness breaking into lightClear blue heavens a delight Around the edges upon the hillGolden shadows begin to mill Sun soon will rise high and heat Frosty ground it will surly defeat Another beautiful clear spring dayOutside today is the p...

Lilacs abudding,Showers and rainclouds scudding Roe deer still rutting. Soon creatures cower, Heavy the sense of power Above the bower. Here a dragon flies, A single black raven cries The warning just dies. ******************** Landing in the blooms, The dragon rests as it grooms Latent fear yet looms. Fearsome head turns round, Hearing soft steps on the ground He takes a great bound. True beauty so sweet, The dragon land...

SPRING Dripping from the eaves, Snow melts slowly while it turns The hard sod to mud.***** The dog barks hoarsely, He echoes in vibrations As the moon shines down. ***** Up through the green turf, Crocuses lift heads of pearl Into buoyant air. **********************SUMMER Sunshine comes with force, As the days grow languorous With burdensome heat. ***** Seeds become green plants, The crops are bearing their fruits As farm...

Morning still broken by a dove's call.Ca coo coo ca coo coo her song to all. What a lovely sound to hear piercing the crisp morning air. Winter morn brought to light, sort of.Completely warmed by this call of love. I can't locate her in the branches of a tree.A video starts running, in my mind I see. Her ca coo coo ca coo cooing from above.Visions of a beautiful tawny colored dove. Sitting upon her nest, partly hidden on...

Awake each day giving praise. Hug someone you do not know.Lay naked in a field of flowers.Stay a bit, observe new life grow. Embrace all of nature's wonders. Upon your back bask in the glow. Breathe in her scrumptious scents. Nap awhile snuggled on a rainbow. Savor, look across the sky. Dream amazing day dreams.Skinny dip through the stars,Being one with her schemes. Arms wrapped around a cloud Float freely like a snow fl...

The subdued yellow glow of lampposts served as my makeshift milestones as I trudged down the road. Humidity choked the post-storm air. The storm had raged for hours; there had been reports of widespread flooding and destruction. Revealed in the now cloudless sky, though, were the vermiculite wisps of nebulae, a rare sight so close to the city. It was late, and I could not sleep, as my insomnia had become an all too common...

Nights darkness begins to fade Bright stars disappear from sight Horizons open changing from black Perpetuating a bluish pinkish bright Constellations giving way to dawn Temperature drop brings cold chills Sky's evolve changing dark to light Day now transformed from night Yellowish fingers start to appear Spearing between mountain peaks Spewing fire across the heavens Valley bottoms confirm colors hid Splashes red stainin...