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Reflecting every photon of light,

Shining clean and pristine

From dawn until touched

Only by twilight and moonlight.

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Almost translucent

silent presence;

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White on green

Upon green

Upon verdant newness

Of leaves and grass.


Blackberries in bloom along the Colonial Parkway.

Brightest of flowers

Blooming in the forest:


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Dogwood, blackberry, Magnolia,

Mountain laurel, bloodroot

Trillium, Tiarella, turtlehead

Wild rose on thorny stem.

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Moongarden moonflowers

Call me out of doors

On warm fragrant evenings

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To sit with the moths,

Watching for lightening bugs

Illuminating the night;

Like white.

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Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014

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Forest Garden

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Forest Garden

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Forest Garden

Nestled beneath old trees,

ground blanketed by bark and  mouldering leaves,

A thousand creatures call you home.


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Slow calls of owls at twilight,

Clicks and chirps of cardinals at dusk,

Birdsong permeates the garden from before first light

Until the frogs take over the tune at night.


A male cardinal surveys his garden.

The web of life weaves intricate patterns here

From Earth and sky, twig and herb, stone and water

Pooling after a storm.



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Turtles dig their nests in the borders,

And lightning fast lizards scuttle

Behind flower pots on the patio. 


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Bats fill the evening sky,

Feasting on the rich abundance of gnats and “no-see-ums”

Hovering in the air.



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Flashes of color everywhere:

Green dragonfly, Golden bee, Bluebird-



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Butterflies fill the air

Exploring the feast laid before them;

A banquet of flowers.


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Forest Garden,

Patchwork of sun and shade,

Shifting with each breeze and each hour

From first light to last.

Patchwork of moonlight and shadow,

Moonlit gardens glowing, exuding that special

Night time fragrance which calls to Luna Moths.


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Dry grey twigs burst open,

Covering themselves in bright flowers

And  jewel-toned tiny leaves.


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Muddy Earth cracks as ferns unfurl,

Leaves push up from the ground tenaciously

To begin another season of living.


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Wildflowers appear overnight,

Mushrooms materialize on the forest floor after a rain,

Thick green moss carpets the ground, unplanned and unplanted:

Gifts of the Forest.


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Never the same one moment to the next,

Always shifting, changing, growing, evolving

In a delirious dervish dance of living life.

Forest Garden


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Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014


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Moon Gazing

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Impartial moonlight,

You illuminated snowflakes;

Now spring’s first blossoms.


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Pearlescent countenance,

Peering from our twilit sky,

You know no seasons.


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Lady of the night,

Always watching from afar,

A distant companion.


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How can you know us?

You never see blooms unfold

Nor hear frogs’ sweet songs



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Vibrating through the night.

Like a tide, we are drawn to you,

But you feel us not.


Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014

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What is Popping Up?

What’s Popping Up?

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What is that popping up from the ground? 

Have you wandered outside lately, looking down and around?


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It might surprise you to see what new life  is unfolding,

Or to notice wildflowers boldly growing

Where there’s not yet been mowing.


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Spring’s  a bit wild, a bit wooly;

Unexpected, untidy….


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Winter’s neatness mussed up

With  random greening which hides it.

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Like a child not yet trained to color within  the lines,

Springtime’s exuberance comes in spurts, and at odd times.


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Random flowers pop out of the grass,

Unplanted, untended, almost magically fast.

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So keep a sharp eye on the trees and the ground,

Don’t ever miss springtime pulling colors from brown.


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This mystery unfolds once every year,

But to appreciate the beauty,

BE  fully here;

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Watching and listening, sniffing and touching,


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If you don’t look for beauty,

You might miss it, while rushing.

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Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014

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Spaces for comings

And goings.


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Open or shy,



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Sans le savoir;


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All speak.

With or without words,

With or without breath;


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All invite.

With or without eyes,

The invitation to know



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It is a mystery

How our awareness draws meaning from

Curve and angle, orifice and orb.


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Our mind creates the personalities;

Endless narratives spin and swirl,

Like moving pictures on a silvery screen.


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(Our awareness the light,

Our mind the lens)


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We look to the face to connect,

To relate,

To recognize,

And to know recognition.


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(Perhaps most, hoping, searching

To find recognition…)


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Basis for knowing.


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(Screen or mirror?)


Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014


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Afternoon sun

Slowly sliding down the trunks

Of distant trees,

Minutes measured by branches.

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Golden rays illuminating

Each fragile petal like Templar Glass.

Golden light,

Illuminating golden petals;

Gilding each leaf and branch

For a moment only,

Before greeting the horizon

Like a dearly loved friend.

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Retiring  so slowly, so silently;

Yet allowing twilight

To linger in the garden,

For a while longer,

With me.

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Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome  2014

All photos taken in my neighbors’ garden

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If You Would Know Love, Know April

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If you would know love,

know April,

When the whole Earth unfolds under

The touch of a loving sun.

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Not so hot it burns,

Nor so distant its touch is barely felt;

In April, the sun is a welcome companion.

Coming a bit closer each day,

Its presence felt like a warm hand

Reaching out, gently-



Coaxing a frozen landscape into

Covering itself in a million trillion


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In April, the breeze stirs, fragrant and soft,

Over thawing Earth, rich with life and possibilities.

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Winter dreams manifest as growing reality,

Seed coats splitting apart, allowing root and shoot

to reach beyond their imagining.

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If you would know love, know April.

Words and Photos by Woodland Gnome, 2014

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