Pentimento: The Artist repents

Pentimento: The Artist repents

One hundred and fifty things

I recently read a blog about someone who has decided to eliminate one "thing" (think extra doo-dads, clothing, clutter) every day for a year to simplify and streamline their space.  Having eliminated quite a bit over the last few years, I'm not sure I could find 365 things - unless I started counting each piece of paper as a thing - but I'm going to shoot for 3 things a week.  Starting September 1st, I will eliminate 150 things from our little cottage.  And, yes, it might get to the point where I have to count each paper or file, but the challenge is more about keeping an open mind and open eyes.
Wish me luck!

Tree in winter

Spring foliage flown

Warm sparks of autumn a memory,

now beautiful in cool simplicity

Free of leafy distractions

the strong and experienced branches

Allow for further vistas; field, stream, sky

How like the winter of my life

And looking closely, I notice the buds of new life

In my heart, and on the cool, simple branches.

Haiku for departing friend

Indigo ocean

Seduces our friend

We are blue.

Observations of a sparrow.

Sky brilliantly calling

I fly in freedom

Til I remember

my broken wing

and tumble into fear

til the One who sees 

every sparrow fall 

catches me

Again.

underground

I buried treasure

stolen from summer

hibernating blue

slumbering gold

like sleeping beauty

waits for the kiss

of May. 

metamorphis

Color abandoned branches

 floating, coral-like

shelter little creatures

of the grey sky ocean.