Friday, August 18, 2017

Cadmium Sun

Cadmium Sun

The cadmium sun goes down
Painting the blue river red
Staining the turquoise lake in
Sparkling shades of gold and yellow—
Splashing the beach sand and dunes
In flavors of lemon grape lime and
Wild cherry.

I am painting today—
On my palette array
All luminous colors
Of the day I gazed
Until the sun went down.
Today is gray.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

I Will Stay

Bats spiral on slip streams
Slick spotted silver salmon leap cascades
 Monarch butterflies orange and black
 Fly south along the blue lakeshore
 Brave hummingbirds leave the north.
 Red and gold leaves swirl in airstreams
 Catch in the fur of a brown bear
The hair of red foxes
 And in my shaggy white hair.
 Migrations flow by but I will stay right here

 With the foxes and bears.  

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Divine Child

There is a new room
in the house built on sand.
We saw the foundation crack
then suddenly expand.

It is a room for the new child
I had longed for.
I dance with new life
 in my arms.

Is it a girl or a boy?
I don’t know.
The child born in me is
not of this world.

--Barbara Spring

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Celestial Mirror

Celestial Mirror

The water is a Celestial mirror today—
Reflects sun and later moon and stars.

Drops of dew on blades of grass
Mirror my house of blue with roof of gray.

A white tail deer tip toes toward me
Like a gift— then startles and leaps away.

Blood red berries hang from the bough
By my front door.

I never want to leave this world I adore
Yet I know other worlds are in store.

I see them reflected in water
All around me.

                                      --Barbara Spring

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Sacred Dancers

Sacred Dancers

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.

Friday, August 11, 2017



Slick swift silver lake trout streak
Myriad monarchs
Warblers weave
in willows
veed geese gather
And gabble
a thousand strong.

              --Barbara Spring

Thursday, August 10, 2017


Geese filled fields and apple fragrant orchards
Fruit stands bursting bins—
Bees tumble in velvet blooms
Gather sweetness, fly through honeyed air.
Grapes hang heavy on vines, purple, red and green.
Such sweetness asks you to breathe out blessings there.
Salmon streak streams with silver
And hunters lie in twilight darkening
Waiting for swift white tail deer.
--Barbara Spring