#juniper
the first days of spring are upon us
and the rebirth is apparent in things all around us
from the leaves slowly growing back
to the grass, in need of mowing from growing fast
squirrels nibbling on juniper berries
the scent in air, sappy tar carried
with pollen intermixed
your allergies amiss
though still fortunate for the spring
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 3:23 PM UTC
I am anxious to look or to caress
A beautiful, blooming, illustrious
***** Vibrant; sumptuous red flower,
I would steal your time if just for an hour.
I swing between clovers, petals shelter
Forever. Woodlands help her. Athena:
Towering stature- plethora- no measure.
Tiny spots, flicking hair, untamed treasure.
Beneath inconsequential ethereal
Is something smaller, a single blue thrill-
Charging through empty halls at solid walls.
But the Devil smiles when an Angel falls.
Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 6:57 AM UTC
*
* Living under
the heady cast of the Juniper tree ;
an existence founded over sweeter decay
* It thatches a callous scabbing for us to build upon
but releases gases from beneath
that humour our sleep-waking state
* Everything is yield to its medicated sterility
yet,
as time passes,
things become more vulnerable to rotting conditions :
loose pore attachment
splits in nails
soft grey flakings
withdrawn circulation
moisture
fluctuating body tempature
unattached thought
disorientation
thoughtless and extreme mood
forgotten bursts of severe aggression ...
* Fertile tiny flies
travel through
the sponge of everything :
they balance this environment
* Disquieted woozy days
and slum summer
and guests who feel foreign
when our displays spill over...
it’s all mallatuned
* Small tumbles, injury and self care shelved
* Entertainment is imperative
jar in mit
distraction is key
merry made and merry go round
and kilter unkeen
and one patient taking care of the other patient
crying jokes at each a smother
unkept nesters
bruises and guestures
emotionally infested infantasy
investment ingested
under the guidance of the Juniper tree....
the botchful why of the juniper
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 11:38 PM UTC
Sharks can't swim backwards,
they can only move forward.
But forward is a circle
and they'll never know.
We buried you in cherry
under the juniper tree,
and with God as my enemy,
God isn't there.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 5:27 PM UTC
of pools of brown
and irises of gold
your eyes were the sweetest i've known
so serene, yet hid the roughness
tucked with secrets and stories
they held a softness
of pools of brown and-
irises of gold
your eyes were a truth
they were the coolest
they were the warmest i've ever seen
their own sun
a comfort
o' how your eyes
were magnets to my words
the inner most depths
of my virtue
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 3:38 PM UTC
A pine cone swept in the timber
in blow with wooden needles
that a lantern was the wiles of birch
along the frills of enlightened where spores till
this deadwood manufacturing transport
with a pipe cleaner's lore of trees
whether they intertwine on the carpet again
in loom to manifold in the soil.
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
You're a constellation, a juniper standing tall, the smell of rain, the river flowing, the stars shining and the wind blowing.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
Twisted branches reach skyward
locked together in formation
Something like a work of art
Impossible to look away
from detailed placement
So intricately woven and weaving
A lonely twisted thirsty looking tree
reaching for rain
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC