Sunlight

Autumn Sunlight

Autumn Sunlight – photo by Wild Thing

autumn sunlight
. . . through leaves

shadows dance
. . . over shuttered
eyes

Wild Thing ©July 3, 2018

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Falling

in the dark
… knowing why

those …
on the edge
… fall

Wild Thing ©June 24, 2018

She Is . . .

Irish Fire

Irish Fire – photo by Wild Thing

Irish wildfire

Untamed and yet

Strong as the mountains

Gentle as a breeze

Passionate as the colors of autumn

Fierce as the winter freeze

Endless as the spring skies

Hot as the burning sun

Mysterious as the moon

Forged in flames

Hammered, tempered and shaped

Both Goddess and Woman

Vision, dream, healer, muse

A love for the ages

Wild Thing ©2017

The Wise Gardener

WIld Roses

Wild Roses – photo by Wild Thing

In a garden corner
A wild rose bush
Unattended / Overgrown
Protected by thorns

Season after season
Gardeners came to tame
The Rose

Inexperienced / Impatient
They gave up

Years passed
Blossoms withered
Thorns sharpened

In time an older
Wiser gardener
Came

He started
At the edge

Patiently removed
Smaller weeds first
Worked through
Years of overgrowth

Found the fragile
Shoots underneath

Gently pruned away
The woody stalks
With the sharpest thorns

The Rose blossomed
As never before

The wise gardener tended
The Rose with love and patience

Impatience is never wise

Wild Thing ©December 9, 2017

Snowflake

Snowflake

Blue Drift – photo by Wild Thing

Snowflake
An odd insult
So beautiful
Unique
Each different

Delicate, yes
But devastating
In a group

What is a blizzard
But thousands
Of snowflakes

It shuts down
Roads, schools, cities
It transforms
Entire landscapes

It will burn
With a deceptive
Icy cold

Wild Thing ©October 3, 2017

Spirit Freed

Villagers gathers
All come
Mourning begins

Honoring
That life

No matter
How meager
Or great

Sending it on

Old loves
Grudges, debts
Die with it

The Spirit
Now free
Of pettiness

Through
Laughter,
Song, stories,
Love
Fills
Empty hearts

Wild Thing ©July 29, 2017

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Thank you so much . . .

Wildly Yours,

Wild Thing

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time
A few mistakes ago
Off to market I went
A maid born low

Basket in hand
List in the other
Humming a tune
Taught by my mother

On the wharf
Looking at the fish
The master required
Fine meals on his dish

The farmer’s stall
With veggies and beef
Though closer to home
Would make my trip brief

The sea called
With its salty air
Blue green waves
Breeze lifting my hair

Fish wrapped up
I stop to eye a mussel
Grabbed by the waist
I began to tussle

Then darkness
A bag on my head
Trussed up like a hog
Heart filled with dread

Tossed into a boat
Men shouting, rowing
Off we went
My fear growing

Time has passed
Too much to tell
Each day a challenge
Aye, a true hell

But fight I did
Despite difficulty
I gained my ship
Yea, my liberty

The men? They
Now fight for me
Together we travel
Over the sea

A female captain
Of a pirate ship
Those who know me
Fear my whip

Aye, a pirate lass
And fearsome I be
Raise your glass
Give a toast
To Pirate Captain Me!

Wild Thing ©August 11, 2017