The Fairy Tales
Hang your head
deeply
to slip your ear
to my lips
as we move
along the trail
and I will
whisper stories
to you
of the creatures
that hide among
mossy niches
and fern fronds
as their laughter
mingles with the wind
all around us
The Nymph
Cold water slips
over chilled skin
as bare feet wade
from frigid depths
to dry grasses
that crackle
underfoot
and brush tapped
barren rustles
as the figure steps
from grasses
into the trees beyond
and melts away
into the forest
with a soft laugh
hanging in the air
The Connection
Always connected
we glide
in and out
of each other’s lives
fingertips graze
and we circle away
to come back
again in tight embrace
always together
yet apart
energy tangled
like knotted threads
even with
thousands of miles
between us
Misty Mornings
Sweet wet air
skims against skin
as not quite raindrops
kiss surfaces
always eager
for water and wet
no matter
how damp
they already are
and misty air
mixes
with morning dew
to give us
a taste
of perfection
and renewal
A Quiet Moment
Shadows and light
dance together
in shades of green
and earthen hues
movement
in the sway
of fronds
and quiet flutter
of bird wings
among leaves
and sweet scents
swirl through
the senses
as time
stands still
Touching Roots
I will whisper
in your ear
the secrets
of the trees
as they speak
to me
through bare feet
on earthen ground
with roots
dug deep within
rich dark soil
I hear their
secrets shared
and it fills me up
to overflow
with sacred ken.
Twisting the Leaf 