Concealer cannot
fill the holes
that nature’s wrought;
render them pools
of everlasting life!
Jeanne Poland
Holes
07 Feb 2013 Leave a comment
in Family, Uncategorized Tags: everlasting, God, holes, nature, pools, spirituality
Little Spelunker 5
30 Jan 2013 Leave a comment
in Family Tags: imagine, maze, mountain bike, nature, outdoors, skateboard, spelunker
Can you wear his hat?
Mountain bike like that?
Skateboard, build, and climb?
Stop upon a dime?
Struggle through a maze?
Triumph in a haze?
Clean the mess?
Imagine, guess?
Bunker?
Spelunker?
PRUNE THE PLANTS
26 Dec 2012 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: bladder infection, christmas cactus, christmas eve, nature, old bones, plants
Prune the plants;
New shoots dance.
Snip the tip;
Roots then sip
Deep below:
Tendrils grow.
Invisible surprise!
December 25, 2012
I was very sick for Christmas: dehydrated, anemic, acute bronchitis, diabetic spike of 285, bladder infection, allergic reaction to levaquin. I had to stay in the manger while my 74 year old sister cared for me.
On Christmas Eve she went to Hunter Mountain to snow-shoe but found it cost $60 to walk on the mountain path.
Then the Nor’easter forcast for the 26th would endanger her driving home to Boston. Snow in the Berkshire Corridor was not snow shoe weather either.
So, on Christmas Day, she spent the afternoon pruning my plants; dusting and talking to them. It was priceless. We decided to get rid of the beastly ones, not civilized enough for the living room.
Every time she cut off a Christmas cactus, I cringed. I gasped at each bright fuscia blossom but forgot the root growth and new shoots invisible to my glance.
She strengthened, loved each plant, and renewed each one. Honored it.
She strengthened me; loved me in each feeding, and renewed my 72 year old bones. Honored me for Christmas.
Sister Virginia Mary of Christ (my religious name) had a visitation for Christmas by her sister, Virginia. It was MAGIC!
Crazy-glue
24 Aug 2012 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: brew, Crazy-glue, hummingbird, nature, outdoors, peckers, seeds, squirrel, vacation
Hummingbird found something new
Upon my deck today.
Feeder joined with Crazy-glue
From squirrel’s mad foray!
Robins, peckers, finches, doves
Suskines, sparrows flew-
Aghast at squirrel’s leaping loves
Of nuts and seeds and brew.
Squirrel flew and danced and jumped
In whirling desperate view-
His wingless leaps left him dumped
In frenzied Crazy-glue!
The Language of Affection
28 Jul 2012 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: affection, attention, details, frail, home, motherhood, nature, trust
Owen, my son
Of 36 years
Used to sit on my lap
(for only a second)
When he was twenty.
Safe and home –
Counting on me.
Years later, he
Carried his father
Frail from mesothelioma
(whenever necessary)
Yesterday
He advised me
That his 3 year old daughter
Annika
Would be very upset
If I thought she ate all the chocolates,
Without permission.
She was reassured
Listening to Poppa tell me
Her feelings if I thought her sneaky.
Then today
After enjoying one chocolate,
She deposited the wrapping in my hand.
Evidence that all
Was understood:
The trust-
The certainty-
The affection-
The attention to details!
Sky
18 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: intimate exchanges, nature, pathways, reflections, seasons, Sky. skylight, swirls, temperature, wind
Sky
No sky
Below
In Quicksilver studio.
But basement roots in shadow.
Sky
In kitchen.
Skylight rains sunshine;
Reflections on oranges.
Sky
In Pathfinder.
Skylight clears pathways
For intimate exchanges.
Sky
On deck
Rises to 100 degrees
In March and April eves.
Sky
On hill
Swirls wind and birds and calls
Spices for each season.
Sky
Is not
My planet, but the aura protecting
Multiplying molecules: myself!
Jeanne Poland
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 