O Super Bella Luna, you beckon a bit too early as the brilliance in your reflected daylight is delineated on freshly fallen snow; a quickened fox yawns. What sharp shadows you cast at this hour, even the wine dark sea can be seen. My alarm is set to keep watch as you set in a…
Author: Maria Hoecker
..she can be found wandering in the spaces between words...
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Home Sweet Home
HomeSweetHome Up here in Maine, the winter sun shines low on the horizon. On clear days, the brilliant sunshine streams directly into my south-facing picture windows from early in the morning through the mid-afternoon. The miracle of sparkling white winter sunshine warms both my heart and home. In fact, my recently repotted garden geraniums are…
LOVE
It’s our turn
july 28
july 28 i am here letting go always it seems of everything only illusive love endures here i stand head bowed to the wind to dust I return letting go always it seems for now i am here mjh+
moon wake
I am up with the moon again, struck by it. Cascading through the darkness, this far flung light is casting shadows. Ice illuminates all, yet only upon reflection. mjh+
Penny Lake
An ending which is a beginning.
letting go 