Grandmother oak falls Leaving room for her children to scale the sunlight Image by Nico Wall from Pixabay
Category: Poetry
THE ANTHROPOCENE
Mementoes set in stone, of stone read by the earth’s lithographers who are wondering where to set the golden spike for this age. Marking slow time: eons, eras, periods, epochs, passages once set by gods or no gods. Rocky signatures etched by the slow swing of something other than the swifter acts of Man/Woman.
Just playing around
Play; have we forgotten just what a learning experience it can be?
Haikus
I'm not much of a poet, which may be why haikus appeal to me; there's not much poem to write. Grandmother oak falls, leaving room for her childrento scale the sunlightC'est moi Image is from Oak Tree Facts
Inkstained fingers 