111 Ivy Lane
Celebrating God's gift of creativity
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
It's All Uphill!
Monday, July 18, 2011
Struggling to Understand
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
The Plain Experience
The Plain Experience
It never occurs to me
that I will have to land one day.
I was set free from the Mother ship,
and now all I can see is sky;
crisp blue, and new sun
breaking over the horizon.
If I move to the left, I soar wildly,
tilting over a earth so green that
I want to plant my feet
in its mossy goodness.
But not yet…and so I lean again;
this time to the right. Water everywhere;
hard and sharp as shining metal.
Will I go under? Or crash
on its unbending surface?
Neither happens as I ease
back into the cockpit nest;
resting …listening.
A sudden breeze catches me up
and I fly, racing against the moment
when I will one day land.
MAH, June 25, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Adventures
Thursday, June 23, 2011
More Wildflowers
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Wildflowers in the Blue Ridge Mountains
This is Catawba Rhododendron and it is way more "showy" than the laurels. Purples of all colors bloom out from shiny dark green leaves. This year I saw one rhododendron that was a red - a deep purple red. These are also pretty much finished blooming although I saw one this morning that was just beginning to bloom.
Monday, June 20, 2011
The Ocean....
An Old Lover
It’s been years since
I saw you.
You haven’t changed a bit
too busy for me
in the middle of the day;
summer’s heat washing
in and out.
Predictable. That’s what
you are
some, like me, might call you
boring.
But you settle for nothing
less than the depths and
even there you move,
restless,
anxious as a dog in heat.
You wear
white hats – they fit you well;
framing your shameless shadowy
depths.
You reach up,
to shelter your heart from
the light which bleaches
your beauty.
Or is it a greeting? The wave
quickly falling as you recognize
my cool glance.
Your flirting
turns into a trench of foam
at my feet.
You will not be my lover.
I have another.
mah – June 11, 2011
Topsail Beach