UNDER THE SNOW is about Spring trying to happen, while new snows and rains beat the petals down again....loss of trust in a new friend...put away the judge and jury: there is no fault here...only difference....pushing through the snow, spring begins again....

UNDER THE SNOW

under snow cover
flowers are waiting for Spring
which comes, goes, again

loss is in the air
warmth too, and rain, and more snow -
upcountry told-tales

new friends do not like
my clothes, my hair, my old face -
put on makeup, spring!

am who I am now
under the snow the flower...
above...only white

I do not weep now
all loss is in the raking
pine needles, kindling

we hold on so tight
Hansel and Gretel - both lost -
drop breadcrumbs on snow

we will make  it home
we will bloom, somehow, again
we come from strong roots

death is always here
in and under these snows, cold
still, sun is warming

rise like first stem, leaves
out of these cold soils of spring
rise into new life

there is glory here
being alive, after pain
through pain...one more time

MIWOK ON DAFFODIL HILL is a tribute to an old couple - very obviously Miwok of this Upcountry...come up to see the Daffodils blooming on this land of their Ancestors...as the Land moves into Spring....

MIWOK ON DAFFODIL HILL

Old Miwok Woman Old Miwok Man
Climb the Hill of Daffodils where once The People roamed
Among the Oaks for acorns Where one Time
They called this Land their Home

Small and brown and tough like acorns
Round and black, deep eyes - and smiles
The Daffodils smile back at them
They recognize their wit and guile

Deer bow sweet in memory
Daffodils bow sweet as well and even Wind
Bows to their formal path among
These Flowers - All are Kin

This Miwok Woman Miwok Man
Are of the Earth as I can't be - I am so new
To these Mountains I am not capable at all
While they are Mountain through and through

I know they are not Noble Folk
But they are Noble all the same and True
To Daffodil and Apple Bloom and
All that is this Spring Anew

WHEN A FULL MOON is a lyrics to speak to the love we hold for folks in our lives who felt "just right" at the time...and then they left...or died...like Den's Dixie, or my Alex...'gone' in some ways - but never, ever forgotten....

 WHEN A FULL MOON

Need you when a Full Moon
Full Moon fills this sky
Where you should be eternally
I will be, by and by
I should be, by and by

And you ain't got my soul entire
But almost got it full
My heart sure holds you most of all -
It always will
It always will

Need Love when a Full Moon
Remember yours the best
Sleep with deep affection now
But not the 'best' - you were the 'best'
Can't sleep without the 'best'

And you are in my thoughts entire
When ever moons are full
My memories are full of you
They always will be -
Always will

Need you when a Full Moon
Full Moon fills the sky
Where Love lives on foreverly
I will love, by and by
I must love, by and by

BABY, DID YOU EVER WONDER is my first lyrics, about Den's and my Radio Beginnings... for the Radio Show, Down From The Mountain, goin' on streamin' from www.kqbm.org, Blue Mountain Radio, West Point, California, Community Radio at 97.1 FM! I've been hummin' the original to this song all week!!!! Glory!!!!

BABY, DID YOU EVER WONDER


Baby, did you ever wonder
That's the song the Radio did play
Whatever became of me, my Baby
Living on this Air so far away

Did you get tired of waitin' for this Gypsy
That I've become who just ain't satisfied
You could'of  been a husband or a lover
I could'of been a lover or your bride

But I ain't tired of packin' and unpackin'
Like the song say: up and down the dial
An' when we play our Music on the Radio
I'll think of you and your amazin' smile

Baby, did you ever wonder
Wonder, whatever became of me
I'm gonna be there on Blue Mountain Radio
An' you can hear about how I am free
Yeah, you can hear me sing of bein' free
Well surely, I will sing 'bout bein' free

UPCOUNTRY SONG is about where we love and live now...and wants to reflect that in the mirror of its many lakes....

UPCOUNTRY SONG

Been livin' this life here
Up-country Life, here
Been singin' these New Songs
Been feelin' some Joy

Been wanderin' Homeward
To where I ain't been before
A Bewildered Woman
Just wanderin' Home

Been wonderin' why Luck
Is speakin' with me now
Is hangin' in my house
Just havin' some tea with me

It just don't make sense now
That Life is near over
That Luck should be so great
As to be favorin' me

Been livin' this life here
Up-country on cold days
Just wishin' for heatin'
That wouldn't cost gold

But wanderin' Outside
To where Beauty lives now
I find it is priceless
To live in this Home

Up-country is mountain
A third of the way up
To where Alpine trees bend
In mighty great Winds

I've lived near the Oceans and
Rivers and Bays now
Still this is the best of
Where Wonderful's been

So Lovely is kind here
And Passion is huge here
For all is Intense in this
Upcountry World

We're livin' so happy
We can't even think right
For feelin' comes first here
Our hopes are unfurled

Repeat First Verse

CELTIC PINS HOLD CLOAKS SHUT is a first effort to use the Haikus with the photos from FB....hope the Magic comes through a bit.....

Microscopic photo of snowflake. For some reason we like this quite a lot here at FrostWire ;)

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  Kat Everitt shared FrostWire's photo.

  We pinned these on us
  Cloaks of Silver - Cloaks of Green -
  We were Magic, Then....

  We wore Stars and Suns
  On our cloaks in Times gone by -
  Once, we were Magic

  Aurora, Moon and Stars
  
  Photo was taken on February 14, 2013 using an Olympus E-M5.
  
  Copy Credit : Norseman1968
  

  

OLD SEA WOMAN IS ILL is a metaphor for how I feel when I am not well....as I am not, today....

OLD SEA WOMAN IS ILL

He comes for Conversation -
To comfort in my time of Illness...
I welcome him with older hands...
Brown marks of wrinkled elder beauty -
Birth marks long gone into the tide-worn
Skin of a different Body - a different Waters

Give me Jelly Fish and Sea Horses to ride
Give me Harbor Seals and memories of
Life beneath the Waves of Time
Pelicans on the Wind: I want the Sea!
This Land Business is making
Weakness out of Me

Used to ride these Waves of Salt and Mer -
Used to swim for a mile without complain
Now I cannot walk this room with Breath
Everything of Water is leaving me
The Canoe danced across the Water
I was Mistress of its every Waltz

Now I am Older than I should be possible
Now I have less Courage, Faith -
Only Hope stays in me like a Demented Bird
Scolding Me - a Parrot losing Plumes -
Old Feathers falling to a Floor of my own
Lost and Damaged Dreams

Fly more like a Sea Bird, Silly Harbinger!
Swim as a Sea Lion swims - all glide and distance!
Breathe in the Waters if you must!
All Rivers run and run and run to some Sea
Of their own Imagined Nations of  Treasures -
Somewhere, they will find Them....

My hands dry as old berries smooth his Face -
It's good to touch salt tears and know they are
For me and for what I was once when young:
A Dolphin - not a Thing of Earth - but of the
Sea that gave me Birth - yes, of This Sea -
That breathed my Birth....