Interconnected


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   Isn’t it so clear

   Nature knows the connection

   Why can’t we see it?

I join the world in mourning the senseless deaths of so many in Paris, France yesterday. If we truly understand that we are interconnected in every way then we will heal together but we must not allow violence and terrorism to win. Vive La France!

Nature’s Rebellion


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                                           Painting by Melba Christie

 

As a grandmother I seem to be more in tune with the things that will affect the future of my grandchildren. I want them to inherit a clean and healthy environment. I want them to feel what it like to run freely on the leaves of grass and through fields of lilies. I recently saw footage of the enormous damage caused by wildfires in California, Washington and Oregon.

I wrote Nature’s Rebellion after watching video about the devastation caused to wildlife and homes in these areas.

 

 

Nature’s Rebellion

Grassy foothills

now an eerie white

my heart broke at the sight

 

Thick layers of smoke

block out the baby blue sky

a 3000 year old Sequoia

reaches out its towering limbs

as if to ask the heavens

to be saved from the smothering blaze nearby

 

Wildfires everywhere

totally out of control

wait for El Niño

to drench the earth’s soul

 

Some say fire

and some say ice

Nature’s Rebellion

Who knows what sacrifice

 

Whatever we do now

may not suffice

 

My canvas impatiently waits

for me to paint

the landscapes of my dreams

fields of full of lilies

lavender and sage

Daffodils dance their coming of age

We need to remember

our world is one stage

 

come one and come all

to witness our survival

before it’s too late

be thoughtful, less careless

Don’t let our planet’s death

Be our fate.

 

 

Who Split the Moon in Half?


an iron spirit

splits like an ancient

moon and yet

a miracle is declared

by believers

who know the whole

is what we are and

should be

 

we fall in love

in its bright beams

we softly sigh

when it appears

majestically behind the highest mountain

Who split the moon once?

Does anyone really know?

In the meantime

my delight

is its fullness

shining on the river tonight

when I need company

 

 

so desperately.

Look out Viewers
Look out Viewers

 

 

DSC_1868                       Photos by Melba Christie – All Rights Reserved

Haiku 57


Leaves fall today

each unique in every way

a squirrel frolics

Melba Christie (c) 2013

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