beauty

Arrested by Beauty

Arrested by Beauty

Stopped in my tracks to notice

My senses alive 

To see, to listen, to smell, to touch, to taste

These gifts all around

I am taking beauty personally today

As my beloved and I slowly walk this town

The bald eagle shows off his mighty wing span

The chickadees flitting from one tree to another

With their happy chirps

The autumn leaves in full display calling out:

“Look at me, look at me!”

I brush my fingers through the fragrant lavender

I breathe in the fresh sea air and let the sound

Of waves wash over me

Later the taste of fish tacos caps off our walk

This walking, this paying attention

Calms me, refreshes my spirit, 

Brings me home to my body

Today I am alive, happy and grateful

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A Week on Vashon Island

After breakfast

The fog coming across the water

The ferry sounds its horn

The seals sun on the little dock

Set out for them

You could forget where you are

As the sound of waves distract you

And the surf laps against the shore

You could forget that you

Have to go home tomorrow

Back to those routines

Instead of these

And the gull cries

Calling you back to now

“Don’t worry we will be here

When you return”

And the fog keeps rolling

And blurs the seals

On their little rocking dock

I visited the Mukai Farm and Garden remembering and honoring the Japanese community that lived and farmed strawberries here before WWII. They were taken away during the war to internment camps. As I strolled the gardens there was a labyrinth with lanterns hung and intermittent Haiku streaming from pages strung with clothes pins as well. I was inspired to write these poems below.

I.

Immigrants settle

Growing fields of strawberries

Taken and interned

II.

War has many faces

Death and life roll through the land

Tears flow unending

III.

When will we return?

Children speak our unspoken words

Can hearts hope again?

IV.

Some return, rebuild

Life twists and turns with the sun

Trauma stays within

We took several hikes, this one runs along Shingle Mill Creek to Fern Cove.

They clear-cut cedar

Giants turned to roof shingles

The forest still grieves

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Even in a Pandemic

Even in a pandemic

You can be kind

You can listen

You can learn

You can watch as the sun sets

Changing the colors of the sky

The light changing in the tree tops

Beauty can still take your breath away

Even in a pandemic

You can remember

You can give thanks

You can listen to the bird song

And wonder at the many voices

You can pray

You can vote

You can change

© Julie Clark 2020

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Fruit Trees

The fruit trees

Have put on their new attire

Traded in the bare naked look

From buds to shawls of fragile blooms

Now with sturdy green working clothes

These garments will take them through the heat of summer

Their job, with branches stretching far into the sky

Collect all the glorious light coming their way

Transform the energy to feed the world

Fruit their goal, their hope, their song

No fruit, no life ahead

These trees will bear fruit

The leaves will do their job

And begin the cycle again

After the fruit is picked

Ripe and juicy

The old tired leaves will give

Their last hurrah

Decked out in the best of their colors

Gold, reds, oranges and yellows

The grand goodbye after all their labors

Before they fall to the ground

In storms of rain and wind

Will we like leaves

Live our lives

Dressed for the occasions

Of each stage of our being?

What are our goals, our passions?

Will they feed the lives coming after us?

How will we weather our storms and troubles?

Will we leave in a glorious hurrah

Having done all we can

To leave a rich inheritance

Of a life fully lived and a heart full of love

To the next generations?

© 2020 Julie Clark

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More Waiting

When you are waiting

For winter to end

When the darkness

Clings closely to the day

Walk in the gardens available

Look for life signs 

Budding on the tulip trees

See Mother Earth wrap her baby blankets

Around pruned rose bushes 

See the robins congregate

In clusters in the leafless oaks

Perhaps planning 

Spring nesting

Encouraging one another

Keep on keeping on

We need our flocks

This time of year

Find our cozy blankets

Snuggle in and make some plans

Visit the green house and get inspired

With bursts of color

Daffodils and crocus 

Even a banana tree

Find warmth to

Free joy in your heart

© 2020 Julie Clark

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Coastal Rain

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A soft constant dripping

Soaks roots

Fills streams

Covers the land in green

Higher elevations

Blanketed in white

It could go on and on

For days

For weeks

Seemingly months

Until Spring

Through Spring

And early summer

Slowly warmth seeps

Back into the days

The light changes

Trees blossom

Flowers bloom

The clouds part

Sky is blue

Sun is out

© 2020 Julie Clark

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Signs and Wonders

Signs and Wonders

 

Hidden away

For me to find

To discover

Secret treasures

Or surprises

Early spring buds and flowers

The haron circling me

Then landing on the beach below

The sea lion

Lifting head from the water

Barking greetings to all

The fog laying down

On the water

Surrounding the island

Like a blanket

Majestic Volcano

Radiant in white

All call me to pay attention

To notice the beauty

Of Creator

Signs of love

Wonders to ponder

 

© 2019 Julie Clark

 

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Haiku Practice

 

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Self Examination

 

Heart weigh and dissect

Examine content with care

Cold stone or warm love

 

Breathe

 

Can peace rule my day

Or worry fret it away

A deep breath will help

 

Deciduous

 

Trees finish their work

Shedding of best future hopes

Are we listening

 

© Julie Clark

 

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Fall Color Feast

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Fall Color

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We need this rush

Of fall color and beauty

To fortify us through

The cold dark months

Of winter

 

The little creatures

Are preparing

Some gathering their stores

Some with wings

Taking flight

To warmer lands

Some are growing

Fat and furry

For their long naps

 

Me – I am gathering my yarn

And wood pellets for my stove

Looking forward to long evenings

By the fire

I am hoping my imagination

Will take flight

And I will come up with

Something of use to write

I am in favor of the naps

Though I would prefer

No extra fat or fur

© 2018 Julie Clark

 

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