creative writing

Sweetness

Fruit is coming our way–

grapes, figs, blackberries

all take their good time

to manifest into sweetness.

Some are already ready

for picking–cherries,

peaches and other

stone fruits that

mature earlier.

So sugary fruit

is what animals

eat and seem to

have no problem.

Natural sugar unremoved

from its source is

energy providing

so eat it

when you’re hungry

for something sweet.

Soon the sour grapes

will be ripe.

Waiting for your

mouth straight off

the vine.

 

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Cee’ing

Blackness inside

you say

please pass the flashlight

if none comes

you’re left up a creek

without a paddle

no matter, the current

will carry you–

hopefully you’re going

its way

if not–well, plan C

C is for opening you eyes

especially your “third eye”

it sees everything

so remember to look through

it when the universe is short

of flashlights.

 

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Bald Eagle

I saw the first Bald

Eagle I’ve ever seen

where I live today!

I had to look twice.

I thought maybe

somebody with a

very long ladder

posted a picture of

one on the top

of this dead-limbed

tree!

Another man came

running along with

his well-behaved,

unleashed dog and

jaunted up a steep

hill and was gone!

I have a knee that

doesn’t need to slip

and fall, so I didn’t

follow him, but now

I know the way.

Little 5-6 year-olds

were playing baseball

with helmets & uniforms

(it’s 100 degrees F today)

running around the bases

to their heart’s delight.

Parents are so dedicated!

Other than that–oh,

another guy came whizzing by

on a orange-colored rent-a-bike

like there was no tomorrow

and looked slightly miffed that

he had to take his eyes off the

trail to wave back to me.

What you see when you get up

early to beat the heat!

Bald Eagle. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

Bald Eagle. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Z

ZZZZ

Z thing is this

said the man with

a strong accent from

who knows where?

We all believe

in something.

Believing

holds no

promises.

No guarantees

yet you have

your belief.

It’s sort of

a ship inflatable

until it isn’t

and then it sinks.

But you can

create another one

instantly with

your mind…

and you’re on

your way again

–smooth sailing.

 

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Faith

What is faith?

Is it factory installed

or do you have to hammer

it into the dashboard

right next to the GPS?

Just being optimistic might

be a little pretentious.

Who knows how life is going

to go?

But you will have a say

no matter the pitch.

Swing or let it go by 4 times

and walk.

Can you live life (happily)

without faith?

Does good come your

way, anyway?

Even though you’re

surprised, since you

expected little?

Faith. Never giving

up.  I could use more

I guess.  Fuel inject

my engines and see

where it takes me.

 

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Cool Walking

I walked early

the heat in hot pursuit.

100 degree days, you have to

get up with the birds

to get a cool walk in.

They know.  Don’t oversleep.

Get to bed early.  No TV

computer or books.

Just the joy of being alive

food & offspring and a

little nest making are about

all they have to do.

Watch out for cats!

No alarm clocks

Who got the best deal

when incarnations

were being passed out:

you can be a human

or a bird and fly.

Take your pick.

Seagull on sea stack rock with sunset. Bandon beach, Oregon.

Seagull on sea stack rock with sunset. Bandon beach, Oregon.

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

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Leaves

Why do trees grow leaves?

For Summer shade.  Why else?

They hold on til Fall

and then let go

of their tenacious hold

on the limbs that gave

them birth.

Then they fly

which ever way the

wind blows

until their partner

in crime, gravity,

once again grounds

them for another

journey the next

year.  Like a kid,

they can’t wait for

their next birthday

to become a full-

grown leaf

shading people

in the heat of

Summer.

 

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Airy Fairy?

I feel happy

happier than I

ever have been.

inside is light(ness)

and beautiful

blue & white colors

my head in a

space so en(light)ened.

I live this way

forever if I can.

I will.

Why not?

 

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Navigate your way

There is no sun at night

not near enough to see anyway.

So navigate in the dark and be

glad for the stars and possibly

the moon.

Otherwise, you’re on your own.

Forest environments give lots

of insulation and quiet

but their stark absence of street

lights makes it a dark affair

to maneuver in.

Be glad also for the inner

sixth sense that sees without

seeing, tells without telling

but just feels–the most

direct route of communication.

Be glad for the feeling.  It alone

holds the truth.

 

 

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ears

hear me with your ears

if you have ears to hear.

Some don’t or if they do,

don’t hear so well.

I hear ‘weller’ than most

the trade-off mostly

is worth it in this

cacophony of a society

we now live in.

 

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