• Poetry

    Dawn Ditty

    Dear Morning Glory, tell us a story Of the preciousness of being From seed to vine, to flower shine You open all to seeing How the vibrant wow, of this moment now Is so beautiful and freeing © 2022 Gail…

  • Poetry

    Road Trip West

    Behind a CR-V on I-80: Denver still lies ahead. My eardrums hum with John Denver And I sing along with Phil, Filled with memories, Life entwined with life. The prairie sails by. Phil is an earthbound sailor At the wheel…

  • Poetry

    And Suddenly It Was Quiet

    What a holiday visit it was In COVID’s shadow When son, grandsons, daughter Spilled their unmasked energy and laughter All over our condo. It was so gonzo. A winter’s night walk Sprinkled twinkling pied lights Of neighbors’ Christmas elves All…

  • Poetry

    Immersion

    Drifting through a fertile darkness Shimmers of luminous hope making way To unknown vistas of imaginal encounters Willing to be taken by Beauty’s whim By the continuity of light and color and sound To spaces and places that exist beyond…

  • Poetry

    Breakthrough Affection

    In these COVID days They call it breakthrough infection. Ah, a dark way to open a poem. But wait. As if emerging, Emerging from a deep retreat, I find a better breakthrough The color of air, and no mirage. I…

  • Poetry

    Blurdoggy Days

    Today was one of those Blurdoggy days Where random matters summon the weirdest of magics, The good kind. Like a mistake that captures the spirit of a moment Without an ounce of trying, Or when things go haywire and help…

  • Poetry

    Souls

    What oceans hold and anthems know Is mirrored in a river’s flow. The raindrop not absorbed by earth, Hovering on the brim of birth, Meanders slowly toward the sea and Yearns for holy unity. Then By strange grace the droplet…

  • Poetry

    Just Dessert?

    Mine for golden finds concealed In territory yet unclaimed Uncovering a mother lode of love For all that lays in wait.   © 2021 Gail Barrie

  • Poetry

    Cosmic Daisies

    Seeing with eyes both old and new And senses unfamiliar Opens restless heart and mind To unexpected treasure. Moving with what seems unknown In trust and gracious fervor Brings freedom abloom where once confined With light in equal measure. ©…

  • Poetry

    There is a Place

    There is a place In the southwest corner of the soul That wants to be given Away. Or maybe to be Laid out on a mesa For bone-picking? No, No. It wants tenancy In someone else’s pueblo Whose kiva receives…