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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This is a joyful poem

This is a joyful poem

By Wild Thoughts

This is a joyful poem.
I was going to write about poppies.
About the way they shoot skyward
then burst into color so rich
that you feel it as well as see it.
It was to be a simple poem
about being in the moment.
The poppies a lovely example
of something glorious and fleeting,
as their paper thin petals
last but a few days.

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By Wild Thoughts

The birds start before dawn
when there is just a hint of light in the dark sky.
I like to think they are greeting the day
although there is a lot else going on to be sure.
From territory disputes to nest building
laying, incubating, or hatching
calling to one another
or, I’m just certain, singing because it’s morning.

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By Wild Thoughts

It doesn’t matter how many decades I’ve been doing it.
Every single year, when I plant vegetable seeds
the size of a pin head into soil
I am mesmerized and astonished when they sprout.

Some are tenderly nursed along indoors
establishing some roots before they are set in the garden–
exposed, then, to elements
that both hinder and encourage their growth.

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Seeing Soltice

Seeing Solstice

By Wild Thoughts

Solstice is a powerful teacher:
the trickster who invites you to go out sledding on a moon-less night.
Daring you to take a risk, to lean in,
to stay with what is uncertain and unseen.

She whispers in your ear as the sled starts to move,
Your vision limits you here.
Your desperation to see keeps you from seeing.
In this place, we see not with our eyes, but with our whole being.

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Even Leaves Let Go

Even leaves let go

By Wild Thoughts

This fall season arrived with bountiful sun and rain.
A blend that promises the extended version
of high definition fall foliage.

And so it is that I step outside to a day that is yellow.
Yes, yellow.
The color permeates everything:
the scent, the feel,
even the taste of the air is gloriously yellow,
with hints of red and gold
and a finish of russet oak leaves.

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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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