
It displeases my Freya to see
My attention on just the TV,
But she knows where to go
To steal the show–
And her green eyes say, “No! Look at me!”
–Photo by me

It displeases my Freya to see
My attention on just the TV,
But she knows where to go
To steal the show–
And her green eyes say, “No! Look at me!”
–Photo by me

fire and ice
do not play nice
when greeting one another,
and yet it’s true
that orange and blue
complement each other.
–photo by me

eagle
mighty, fearsome
plundering, preying, gorging
symbol of our nation
raptor
–photo by me

sexy dawn bends down
and kisses the bare asphalt
of the curvy road
–photo by me

a thievin’ raccoon known as neil
laid his paws on all they could steal,
and maybe that’s why
he’d faithfully try
to wash them before every meal.
–photo by me

from the trees,
a timber wolf sees
me stumbling
on the ice;
i can only hope that he’s
minnesota nice.
–photo by me

he sits there in his tree all day,
a tiny monk, robed in grey;
with folded paws, he starts to pray–
to all the squirrel gods.
*
he prays with everything he’s worth
to launch the bloom of mother earth;
the time has come for her rebirth–
against all earthly odds.
–photo by me

It’s a beautiful March morning. I went out for a walk with the camera earlier, and when two deer stopped in their tracks and posed for me, it made my day.
up ahead,
these two does
didn’t hide
or go a-runnin’,
but instead,
struck a pose
when they eyed
me a-comin’
–photo by me

this warm weather
comes and goes
one day it’s nice
the next it snows
the river’s ice
in sunlight flows
but every night
it’s all refroze
–photo by me

so why did
the deer cross the road?
nobody
really knows–
but i hope it wasn’t to make
a feast for the crows
–photo by me