Thursday, July 28, 2016

Free

Feel free to be me
Feel free to see all that is to be
Feel free to hear all that is beauty brushed with the wind
Feel free to lean like the wind into a tree
A stone, the sun

Caite

Saturday, June 11, 2016

morning feed

Two crows and a squirrel
Pecking away on the porch
Two crows and a squirrel
What a prefect match
The winds in the Trees howl
Golden hue, red and black
Seems strong as wet steel
Taking flight circling right
Thee blue Jay opens the gate

 

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Peace




Mother tree

Daughter light

Gently embracing rain

Vessel of delight

Roots nourished by the pain

Bliss in all that remains






Caithleen







Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Winters morning

Breathing winter chimneys
Lifting the sunlight out into the mystery
Hovering skyward the warmth of hearth
Melting icy crags, sticking up out of the sea
Centered sacred spiral of springs homecoming

Cathleen Carter steeves
Winter 2015.  Feb.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Winter Introspections

The afternoon is winter grey
The sky argues blue
Sunlight crowns the dimming day
Trees water grass all lay frozen

Blue is the sky
Sunshines yellow
Wind hisses nor east
A steely fellow

Pink bag red cape
green blanket green pillow
all the colors of a warm
comfortable  commodious afternoon


Caithleen C. Steeves

Monday, January 20, 2014