Wild Thoughts

Original poetry to inspire you to Live Wild.

Poetry is a natural form of writing for me.  For 10 years I wrote a new Wild Thought every Wednesday. They’ve shifted to monthly poems now, but every time I write one, I better remember who I am.

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Wild Trust

By Wild Thoughts

My friend said,
“Just plant this and watch what happens.”
So a small hole was dug
the roots covered and watered
the sprawling stalks given room to stand limply.

With sun, some water, and a little time
the stalks began to perk up.
Buds appeared
turning eventually to bursts of spiked purple petals.

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Wild Wellbeing

Wild Wellbeing

By Wild Thoughts

I promise this article isn’t about diet and exercise. It’s messier than that. For all of us who find wellness a sometimes elusive concept, I offer a snapshot of my own journey and an alternative to “wellness,” which I call Wild Wellbeing.

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What we have in common

What We Have In Common

By Wild Thoughts

Remember the rhyme about April showers and May flowers?

Well, it hardly does justice to the moisture

that has fallen from the sky these past days.

It’s as if it rained green

and the land responded with an eruption of lime and emerald hues.

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Spring Play

Spring Play

By Wild Thoughts

If seasons were a four act play
early spring would be the star of the second act:
the shifty character
that slips in and out of scenes,
sometimes bright and lively
stealing the show,
other times lurking almost menacingly
in the background.

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Solstice Blessing

Solstice Blessing

By Wild Thoughts

There is a pause now
this quiet Solstice time
before light slowly lengthens.

The temptation, to count the days.
To hold our breath
until daylight stretches into evening
early morning forcing back the darkness.

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Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

By Wild Thoughts

For the peace and promise of a sunrise.
The quickening of breath that comes
when we take in the beauty of our surroundings.

For the mystery and humility
of daring to see how we are all connected.

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Unseasonable

Unseasonable.

By Wild Thoughts

That’s what they call it.
When we in the north
find ourselves in shirt sleeves in November.
It feels like borrowed time.
A chance to finish up fall chores
that we thought would be missed.

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On Seeking

On Seeking

By Wild Thoughts

Much of the time
we find what we are looking for–
be that keys or trouble
or some form of our heart’s desire.

It’s not news that what we turn our attention toward
ultimately gets our attention.

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