What a gift it is to view this world through a poet’s lens,
to feel the morning wind, and then spend the afternoon
penning just the right words to describe the windy lines.
Stealing an hour to describe a sensation that blew away.
Never being able to turn off the thoughts seeping through
is actually a curse, that I would not wish on anyone who
would like to feel a morning breeze and then simply move
along and be on their way, not noticing how the look in an
eye, or a shadow cast at noon, is the perfect subject for
the next inspired and labored verse of another stolen day.
There’s a place nearby
that remains unspoiled
from the bulldozers of
profit; just the worms
to turn the aged earth.
I stop, stare, and listen
to a diverse ecosystem
that exists without help
and without interference.
A chirping bird dashes from
tree to tree. A lizard scurries
underneath. A rabbit sprints.
A butterfly lifts and descends.
A bush sways in the wind.
A lone coyote looks our way
before disappearing to the
place from where she came.
The land gives back the air
the last of a flowing river,
leaving the bed secure
until the return of the
I gaze and inhale
the desert scents.
My breath is paused
as sadness rushes in.
How many more times
can I walk this trail?
How many more times
can I stand and stare?
How many more years
will this place thrive
before it too becomes
a distant memory, like
the fields I roamed as
Thank you for stopping by and reading my poems about a curse brought on by observation and an observable field (for now). I honored Earth Day by writing, “Forgotten Field.” We have much to celebrate since the first Earth Day, fifty years ago. Many acts have been passed since 1970, that were crafted to protect our natural world. Of course, the work continues.
I was encouraged by the voices of many young people, while listening to a live stream event on Earth Day, who are doing their part to make sure that work continues, every day. Sending you an inspired weekend. I hope you are able to get out and observe our beautiful natural earth. 🌏❤️Michele
Pictures 1-4: Each taken along the New River Trail in Peoria, Arizona. Please note that while the plants featured may photograph well in color and form, they are not all welcome or helpful, being invasive in nature. Hopefully, that does not include me. 😉
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