The Frog BY HILAIRE BELLOC Be kind and tender to the Frog, And do not call him names, As ‘Slimy skin,’ or ‘Polly-wog,’ Or likewise ‘Ugly James,’ Or ‘Gape-a-grin,’ or ‘Toad-gone-wrong,’ Or ‘Billy Bandy-knees’: The Frog is justly sensitive To epithets like these. No animal will more repay […]
Song for John On a windy day let’s go flying There may be no trees to rest on There may be no clouds to ride But we’ll have our wings and the wind will be with us That’s enough for me, that’s enough for me. — Yoko Ono […]
A MIDSUMMER DAY by Dora Goodale What is so sweet as a midsummer day, When no sound greets the ear save a bird’s happy lay, Or the rustling of leaves as the wind passes thro’; When the earth is so green, and the sky is so blue! When […]
I hear the Goldfinch, and then I try, To imagine the world, from a birds eye. All through the day, up on the wing, Oh, what joy, to hear her sing. On wet summer days, you’ll hear me sigh, Where is my friend, from way on high? They […]
The Wild Flower’s Song by William Blake As I wandered the forest, The green leaves among, I heard a Wild Flower Singing a song. ‘I slept in the earth In the silent night, I murmured my fears And I felt delight. ‘In the morning I went As rosy […]
Take a moment for yourself. In the whirlwind of life, it’s hard to stop. Take a deep breath and imagine the smell of fresh air. Imagine the coolness of flowing water that eases your spirit. Contemplate the water’s power, never ending, always changing. This post was created by […]
A sense of serenity fell upon me along the ponds. He was a young buck, peacefully nibbling on the vines. Meandering in the meadow, it was time for a rest. Calmly tucking underneath a tall hedge, he laid down. Peaceful, but alert he was. Watching his visitor his […]
As Faith Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many […]
Bloom — is Result — to meet a Flower Emily Dickinson Bloom — is Result — to meet a Flower And casually glance Would scarcely cause one to suspect The minor Circumstance Assisting in the Bright Affair So intricately done Then offered as a Butterfly To the Meridian […]
Great Bear Spirit I seek your lessons. Show me how to sink deep within myself to find the answers I seek. Teach me to understand That I possess all the resources necessary to survive. Help me know when to seek solitude, As you do in winter, And also […]
Emily Carter ~ Nature as Art 