Lightness

Lacy light shivers
Soft whispers flutter through space
Winter doves at home

© 2012, Liza Lee Miller
All rights reserved.

When we travel

Apache Plume, a desert wildflower in the rose family

I am kinder and gentler
when we travel.
My world narrows down to a smaller place
which confuses as we are driving into new vistas
each day.

I am kinder and gentler
when we travel.
200 square feet that flies down the road
is a world I can manage

I am kinder and gentler
when we travel.
Clear in vision.
Focused ahead.

I am kinder and gentler when we travel.

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.  All Rights Reserved.

Spring is coming, right?

I’m starting to feel ready for Spring.
I’m starting to feel soggy with mushrooms growing around my edges.
I’m starting to think longingly of pink blossoms and yellow daffodils.
I’m starting to hope Spring is coming soon.

Rustle-rustle

Head down and throbbing, I walked briskly along a quiet path
A long day behind me, thoughts full of woulda-coulda-shoulda
From behind and just above me, I heard a rustle-rustle-rustle
Turning, quickly, I saw him.
Dressed to impress and as he hid, he chirruped a quiet song.
And, just like that, my headache was gone.

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

Quiet

5:30am.
The quiet is huge.
The fireplace fan blows heat briefly into the room.
Outside, raccoons are banging in the garbage cans.
Their morning is quite different from mine.

 

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

Wishful Thinking

Sometimes everyone gets melancholy.
(Even if usually one is one who sees the positive in everything and annoys everyone with it)
Sometimes everyone feels a little lost.
Sometimes everyone feels a little separate.
Sometimes everyone feels a little distant and alone.
Sometimes everyone needs a little salt air, a little glimmer of sunset on the water, and a little sea spray
crashing on the rocks all night to renew the spirit and the soul.

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

Almost worth getting up for . . .

Pink light silhouettes
an inky black tree angel
delightful morning

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

Tree Angel

Raven lands firmly
with a loud, decisive kronk
Unlikely Angel

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

Photo by Gage Miller, © 2011

Goodnight Moon

The moon
glimmers and shines
sinking in the sky

 

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.

 

 

Nesting

In the spring, there were baby birds
not dead leaves.
Wisteria makes a wonderful hidey-hole for birds;
dense foliage, sturdy branches
The Towhees love it.
I hear them through my open window,
cheerfully chirruping the rising sun.

© 2011, Liza Lee Miller.