Rainstorm Mushrooms
Climate and other outdoor factors converge and create a landscape where mushrooms rarely thrive. When they do, I’m always fascinated by the fungal structures that peek from the suburban landscape before shriveling up and disappearing again. dormant sporeslurking hidingbidinghidden in cool crevicesdesiccateddown among nooks of decayundaunted by days of darkaridchillbut…
trails chill blight
We ran in the fresh snow last night. It was cold and potentially dangerous, a truth unceremoniously marked by an encounter with the local emergency services at work in the dark, chill below the trails. pow’dree treads in i’see dark.en frozen. blust’ring. cold. nay, starkthern’winds whorl, rustle, haunt thas’night.four, boundless,…
daylight
Dawn hides itself deeper in the morning,As night’s darkness waxes upon winterYear after year, as predictable as Lunar orbits bring the tides andIce drawn heaps of crystalline snow Greet shortened hours of sunlightHonouring plotted courses through space andTime and seasons passing now and ever. – bardo I have reserved some…
How to Draw; a Poem
I’ve been doing a lot of sketching and watercolour in my free time. I won’t claim that it’s anything amazing … not yet … but I’m enjoying my newfound hobby and I feel like I’m starting to see the world in one of two ways, things that I could paint…