gratitude is healing
i’m trying to take my treatment
put myself outside
to get washed in the rain
cleothedog
Tag: poetry
December 17, 2022
November 20, 2022
driving to petrolia
hills trees coast fog
April 7, 2022
Celebrating 1 year of SAFB!
Check out the anniversary issue of my newsletter, Sundays are for baking – with a chocolate & almond biscotti recipe, a new poem, and a collection of some of my favorite issues from the past year! Such as:
March 10, 2022
tonight
lots of clouds but also
bright moon
a thick sliver
February 5, 2021
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January 3, 2021
between the sun and the moon
who governs me?
see the planets
red blue and green yellow
April 30, 2019
look at that cat
frisking about
she is a nocturnal beast
she is a night creature
January 31, 2019
“Sleeping in the Forest”
I thought the earth remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
-Mary Oliver (“Twelve Moons”)
July 5, 2014
watching the sky fade from pale to paler
what if we had made a life together?
the trees ask their questions
shivering in the almost darkness
June 23, 2014
one lamp lit
moth dying under it
toasting its little damp wings
calm and crying
the metal base of the lamp
catches it
cleothedog 