tiny offerings

sunday morning reflections 2014

the arrogance of youth
seed tassels

reflections, green and blue
spring puddles

sing to the rising moon
trilling song

acclamation of doves
rises on

color of heron wings
soft and gray

*** a 10 syllable form of micro poetry developed by Kelvin S. M. for the dVerse prompt.

in the pond

in the pond, I saw
ribbons glistening with fragile
black polka dots of life
as though a special present
was joyfully torn open
and the wrappings left
to fend for themselves
lovely elegant skeins
filled with the future
ink dotted children
black comma’ed offspring
creatures of water and air
neither fish nor fowl
born to one elemental force
alive in the gullied water
finding legs within
to leap to the essential element
air lunged full
in the oxygen sky
blue green
tree filled world
of moss, mud and marsh
tiny metamorphic saints of change
chanting in the afternoon rain

pond and frog


pond and frog
frolicking to commence shortly

*** Just in the past two days, our annual frog awakening has begun.The evening is filled with their trilling calls and lots of splashing about. Soon, the rocks will be covered in translucent ribbons of ink black eggs – then polliwogs and tadpoles! Spring is here!!!

Marsh Song

Mama Frog
Marsh Song

Ancient mother, old crone of the woods,
Awakens from her winter slumber
To slough the gray pallor
And return to her mossy green back
Her agate eyed stare watches
Over her ink dotted children
Black comma’ed offspring
Creatures of water and air
Little gods of change
Neither fish nor fowl
Born to one elemental force
Alive in the gullied water
To then find legs within to fly
To the essential element
Air lunged and full in the oxygen
Sky blue green and tree filled
World of moss and mud
And spring marsh song




*** Bob cleaned out our little pond and waterfalls on Sunday and must have disturbed this old gal. She sat in the swift waters of the falls and washed her face then found a nice little cave to sun and nap in. We have strands and strands of frog eggs draping our pond, soon tadpoles and then in early summer the tiniest of tiny frogs will emerge – the course of our seasons!