Love has him
out collecting the wind
and rainbows
in a jar- -trying to feel
what he knows
in his heart- -his mind knows
and so it goes out walking
about life- -trying
to find himself
in the coming
and going
between the ins and outs
of self-awareness and being,
his being, positively- -negatively
charged energies,
a walking stick- -fine line
between two poles
juxtaposed to love light
and starlight- -both
curving his universe
within- -without
second thought
to karmic polarity he
bends at the knees,
weak- -enlightened,
in love.
Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.
Silence- -Singing.
Standing
silent- -contemplative,
I watch silver stars
fall
from the sky, composing
purple and blue
tremolo waves
on trees- -pine, fir,
brittle boned aspen
against her breast.
How I love Earth
dressed like this- -serenity
sequins in color- -singing.
Though darkening,
silver light wraps her
illuminating a twilight sleep.
Her dreams
cradle me gently
in deep blue tranquillity.
For a violet while
I almost found myself
again- -there
in the sanctuary
of a perfect winter storm.
Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby. Photograph
Copyright 2010, Family Photographs, Suzie Ashby.
Glowing mist shrouds slivered moon,
red- -morning light pierces the horizon- -
minus fifteen degrees- -
complete silence.
Wandering night shadows
slip away,
ice ornaments glisten- -
nature crisp and clean- -embraces
my senses- -electric.
I listen and cling to every particle
- -miracles.
Sage smoke offered inward,
upward- -outward,
I give thanks.
Earth’s eternal love
never sleeps,
unmasked in the dawning
she feeds my soul.
Bird’s wing flutter stirs
snow from branches,
even whispered echoes ripple- -
action and reaction in motion
turning, churning- -
learning my way back
through ancestral dreams.
It’s an unconditional thing,
nature’s awakening
in this new year.
Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.
Ever so gradually
full light returns
in flaming arrows- -
my heart excited,
begins to blossom
early for spring’s
glorious awakening.
Glitter- -golden
reds and blues- -blues,
sparks ignite
the simple things.
Snow settles
the awakening,
a letting down- -
falling down
freezing my early petals.
Sorrow
for the simple things
waiting- -anticipating
brighter days. Perhaps
tomorrow will stay
a gentle while. My heart
finds comfort in a fire,
hot chocolate and love.
Still waiting- -
stillness
in the simple things.
Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.
Yes, I know it is a few days early, but they go so fast.
I hope the dreaded writer’s block never hits you over the head. May the new year be a block free zone for everyone. My best of wishes to all of you.
I’ll pop in again once I’ve dumped mine.
Blessings.
Sideways looking- -
something strikes
my peripheral view.
In between the betwixt
- -twisted revery
my mind strolls through- -
just there
in the periphery it’s you,
striking brush strokes
across my mind- -making
a mark only infinite wisdom
leaves behind in distant galaxies
and unconditional love.
Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.
Photograph “Revery” (Personal Colection) Copyright 2010, by
Suzie Ashby.
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All poetry and photographs on Cerulian Moon is the sole work of Suzie Ashby. Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby. If I use quotes from anyone else or photographs, I will give full credit to the right parties.
It is about Love, Nature, and Unconditional Love.
