Saturday, June 25, 2016

Galapagos Lad






Galapagos Lad

Rafael whistles a vermilion flycatcher to us
bright scarlet male
ascending green branch by green branch.

Rafael grew up on these strange islands
learned the language of its birds
and of undersea creatures.

He speaks to sea lions
imitates their comical walk
swims in their wake.

He knows the caves of sharks—
the Galapagos lad inhabits
these wild volcanic wastes.

                                 --Barbara Spring

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Sacred Dancers






Sacred Dancers

           for Pam

Dance an expression of your soul
Dance and it shall make you whole
Dance until your body’s spent
Dance and set your spirit free.

Dance down the days
In steps of praise
Feel it in your heartbeat
Feel it in your toes
Dance and the angels dance with you.

Angels lean out their windows to see
The children of God
Dancing in glee.

                                                                                     
                                                                                     --Barbara Spring

 

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Viking Ship

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Click the link above for a mandorla.  

I painted this when there was a death in the family.  In Norway there is a ship that takes you from shore to shore.  I saw such a ship hanging in the ceiling of an ancient Lutheran church.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Out in the Country


Out in the Country

 
Among oaks, hickories  and apple trees

silver songs of bobolinks, meadow larks and wrens ring

through blue air and whirling dragonflies pursue

small insects over fields of

white daisies and yellow tansies.

Tall grasses exhale clouds of pollen

For after all, it’s June.
 
                                         --Barbara Spring

 

water color by Barbara Spring

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

The Wilderness Within by Barbara Spring







Bear Woman
The grizzly terrified us at first—
pacing the driveway with her three cubs,
battering at our front door.
She terrifies you now;
you can see her in my eyes.
So I’ve trained her as Gypsies do:
I beat a tambourine,
force her to walk on hot embers.
She rises,
lifts one hind foot,
then the other.
She dances to my tambourine.

                                     ---excerpt from
The Wilderness Within

This book is available at Amazon.com, bn.com, The Bookman in Grand Haven and many other stores

 

Friday, May 27, 2016

Between Sweetwater and Sand: Poems

A book of poems about nature




This book of poems shows the wonders of nature.  It is available at Amazon.com, bn.com, The Bookman in Grand Haven, Michigan and many other places.  If you love nature, you will love this book.


Monday, May 23, 2016

White Tail Deer Fawn

This fawn's mother is nearby but the little one stays so still that I could walk up to it and snap this photo.

The deer in our neighborhood are pretty, but annoying.  They eat the flowers we plant.  They are flower fed deer.

And we must be careful when driving.  They cross the roads at all times of day and night.