Drifting aimlessly on stormy winds
captured in crevices, caught to be
living on air and no roots to set
into ground beneath our feet.
Natures art decorating places
unexpected like life that paints itself
in sunrise colors and ballooning clouds
that change in a heartbeat
rolling from calm to a darker holding
moving overhead in ominous threat
yet even the darkness is often broken
caught on the clashing fronts
cold to hot to cold to here
where you lie waiting to be released
to wander aimlessly once more
living day-to-day on the air
that we breathe in and out
in steady rhythm in spaces deep
and filled with all it needs
to survive.
We had a nice rain storm last night with a flash of lightning that woke me around 1 am Β and this morning as the beautiful sun rose on a pleasant calm yet damp Sunday, found this little plant lodged into the lanai. I see them growing on the lofty oaks above but apparently this one wanted to drop down to visit for a while. I think I’ll let it sit a spell and enjoy. Perhaps I shall call it Stanley…looks like a Stanley to me. Peace and love my friends and Happy Sunday. Hope it’s calm and filled with peace for you.
π
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Gonna be a rough time shortly, email best…in the meantime….I’m trying to meditate it through….sigh…..heading back to NY…need all the positivity I can muster. Short visit which if today is any indication….Einstein? Insanity…..expecting something to be different and getting the same results…..damn….WTF…..I give up…..I’m ok, just need to breathe non negativity…surrounded….u know the routine….that’s why I’ve got u.
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He’s still out there hanging out…I think he likes the digsπ thanks Katπ
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I will try to talk to you later
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Stanley is one very interesting plant, indeed and you wrote a lovely poem for it, Kim. π
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Now that is a perfect image, the pearls….we walk every morning and I see that occasionally, the dogs get excited thinking its a squirrel on the lineπ all sorts of new things to see down hereπ have an amazing dayπ
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Thanks Sue, they don’t damage the host plant, I always thought it was like a Spanish moss, I see them for sale down here, I think a different form of them, at farmers market. I like a plant I can’t killπ
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I find it in the most unlikely places at times. Thanks Jasonπ
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Good morning Sheldon,
He’s still there hanging outπ and I’m glad you enjoyed it. Have an amazing day my friend, peace and good stuff, K
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hey Kim
simply beautiful
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Now THAT is what I call inspiration found!
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Nature’s vagabond reaching out for a place to settle, immortalized in lovely, loving verse. Do they harm the trees they occupy or are they symbiotic or at worst, harmless?
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I love these little bromeliads. They “pearl” our telephone wires like chains of loosely-strung beads.
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thanks Michael, Stanley is a keeper…till he blows away again…there’s more where he came from…it made me smile π
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I love epiphytes! Otherworldly beautiful. Like this poem.
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Lol. Yes! π
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You want some broccoli salad too? It has bacon in it π
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Send me some bbq, please! Lol.
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Thanks Tre, they are fun little specimens…not sure where Stanley came from but it seemed fitting π glad you enjoyed. He will hang out today and watch hubby bbq ribs on the smoker. Pool day in the sun π
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Stanley has a new home π
And, these lines are beautiful, Kim:
“moving overhead in ominous threat
yet even the darkness is often broken
caught on the clashing fronts
cold to hot to cold to here
where you lie waiting to be released
to wander aimlessly once more
living day-to-day on the air
that we breathe in and out
in steady rhythm in spaces deep
and filled with all it needs
to survive.”
Simply beautiful.
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