
silence is an earless solitary creature
without words alone in the damp eye of dusk
a red clock balances barren time even
if its long arm is short and bluebirds boast
words fly back to you like a memory
of winds blowing in circles catching leaves
hummingbirds hover backward when
cherished souls like white doves rise to heaven
love is a feeling I write, to embrace it
my medium molding, as it recites blue memories
thin parchment is the case of a grave
for sadness is written upon a buried vessel
finding solace in a hug of a white oak
a sunup dance with fairies in a morning’s mist
trees caring enough to clap for us
hoping we will stop the chaos and find a reason
writing is a reward, meek joys, and prayer
helping us to love our precious earth each season
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An exquisite poem.
Oh thank you my friend, how kind. Hope you are well and life is good. May God bless your week. Love ❤️ Joni
I am. I’m looking forward to the peace of this special time. Sending you love blessings too. ❤
Hope your Christmas was peaceful and full of hope for the future dear friend. Sending my love and many hugs xoxoxo Joni
Beautiful, Jonikins!
Thank you so much Brad. I think it really does. Especially the Creator, God. Sending you my love, hugs and appreciation this morning Brad. ❤️🤗🦋⛪️
Amen to this, Joni! I could read your precious words all day long 🥰
Thank you Ingrid I am so glad you enjoyed this poem. I think sometimes God must cry when he sees the way we treat our beautiful world, his creation. Thank you for reading. ❤️🤗
I believe so too 😢 you’re welcome Joni!
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John thank you. I appreciate your kindness my friend and hope you are having a blessed day. Love ❤️ and southern hugs Joni
You are very graciously welcome.
Thank you John, please be safe it sounds like it might get crazy again. Love ❤️ Joni
This “hummingbirds hover backward when cherished souls like white doves rise to heaven” caught my heart in it’s tracks. I will envision this forever now.
Oh thank you my wise friend. What a very kind think to say. We will both see those doves some day. Hope you are being very careful and safe. Sending my love. 🤗❤️🦋🙏
Very nice. Our earth IS precious, and it’s evident you are communing with it.
Oh thank you Tim. Yes I do feel close to the earth and it’s creator. Hope you and your family have a wonderful holiday but be safe and take care. Love ❤️ Joni
Merry Christmas, Joni.
Merry Christmas Tim I am so grateful we met this year. It has been a blessing for me. ❤️🤗🦋
Good imagery Joni showing how much we need nature and that we need to take better care of this world. We would all miss those moments of green springs, soft summer zephyrs, rustling fall leaves and even the soft sounds of falling snow (yes, you heard me right). We will be off for a forest walk today to immerse ourselves in nature. Stay well and hugs to you and your family. Allan 🤗
Oh thank you for reading even before your walk. That was nice. Your walks are usually an all day adventure. You and your family be careful Allan. Sending you all my love. You are right too by the way imagine not seeing the beauty you see on every one of your beautiful adventures. ❤️🤗🦋🥰
Lovely feelings for the earth’s feelings, Joni.
Thank you Tim. I appreciate that. I know how much you appreciate the earth’s beauty. Your beautiful photography shows us that. Sending my love. You two stay safe. ❤️🤗🦋🥰
“…sadness is written upon a buried vessel.” A brilliant verse my friend! Beautiful expression of knowledge and wisdom. You are an amazing writer Joni! Our greetings and love from Spain. ♥️🎄😊🌹🙏🏻
Oh thank you both so much. I am always delighted when you like my work. You two have and amazing day. Scott and I send our love. ❤️🤗🦋
You are very welcome Joni. Your work is brilliant and always a delight and a pleasure. Wishing you both a great and blessed day. All the best from Valencia, Spain,
Francisco
❤️🤗🦋🎄🌞Thank you my friends from us both. It is a gorgeous day here in NC. ❤️
Oh wow, what a beautiful poem…powerful imagery…you’re an amazing writer, Joni 💫❤️✨
Thank you kindly dear Navin. I appreciate your lovely words Navin. ❤️🤗🦋
You’re very welcome, dear Joni…I appreciate you & your writings ✨❤️💫
That is so kind thank you very much for your kindness Navin. Sending you my love, appreciation and hugs. ❤️🤗🦋Joni
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A beautiful one, Joni. Love has many forms and comes to us in different ways. We must have the heart to feel it.
Here today, gone tomorrow… 🙂
Thank you so much for your kindness. It really does mean a lot. So very true dear Terveen about love. Hugs 🤗 Joni
Beautifully written with love in every word. You give me hope.
Brenda you are so kind. What an amazing compliment. You are such a beautiful story teller. I hope you have some magnificent loved ones to spend Christmas with. Sending our love. ❤️🤗🦋🥰
Sending love right back at you and your hubby. Wish we could get together sometime, but alas, the Internet will have to do. Merry Christmas.
That would be fun my dear Brenda. Well I am sending you my love, hugs and prayers for joy. Love you, Brenda ❤️🤗🦋
You are a very nice thoughtful person, all good things for you this season is 😍😍😍😍my wish. Hugs and love.
Well I feel the same about you sweetie, I want happiness and joy for you. Big hugs dear Brenda ❤️🤗🤗❤️
Both beautiful and heart breaking. <3
So true beautiful but heart breaking. love you Anna – you are in my heart!! xoxoxoxo Joni
Such beautiful imagery you painted Joni with lines so rich with meaning of our beautiful earth and bringing richness and honor.
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love these lines:
“a red clock balances barren time even
if its long arm is short and bluebirds boast
words fly back to you like a memory
of winds blowing in circles catching leaves”
Oh thank you dear Cindy. I hope that your holiday was everything you hoped for and more. The picture of your family all in the same PJs was precious. You have such a beautiful family. It was so wonderful to see my daughter and three little grandchildren. I miss them now terribly. Sending you so much love, hope and blessings for the New Year. Thank you for such a sweet comment. Love you my friend that is not so far away. xoxoxo
Love you Joni closer than far!! A pleasure my friend! Happy to hear and I bet you miss them! Nestled in with them all and post free for a bit! Hugs and love and happy everything xo🎄🎅🥰⛄️
Goodness me, Joni. This is a fabulous piece.
Sarah I hope that you holiday was magnificent my friend. Thank you for reading and your very kind comment, it made my morning. Blessings to you. Sending Love and hugs to you and your family. xoxoxoxo
Thank you, sweet Joni. It was a great holiday. I hope yours was as well. 😊
Yes it was, thank you Sarah. Hope you have a truly blessed weekend. Sending love. xoxoxoxo
It’s just how the relationship between human and the earth should be, in great peace and harmony.
Oh thank you Cassa. I do wish more could see that but I am happy you do. Thank you for reading and your comment. Sending you hugs, love and peace. ❤️🤗🦋🎄Joni
It’s hard to imagine such balance if living in concrete jungle or man made nature.
It truly is isn’t it and yet by 2050 according to many scientists we may be looking at something like that. Thanks for understanding the importance of this piece it means a lot Cassa. Hugs and love, Joni
A brilliant and heavenly poem Joni and so perfect for attitude changes for the new year! Sending loving hugs with festive coffees and pastries for the ultimate inspired wakeups! 💞🥮🥐🍮🍮🔔🎶🪵🔥
Oh how very kind of you. It means a lot as busy as you are to send such a kind and loving email. The pastries and coffee are wonderful. I made some scones from a recipe AOC had on line a while back the other night. It makes eight. I ate five and my husband ate three, over a period of two days. I am back in the gym vaccinated and wearing a mask and it feels great. Many wishes for a bright and beautiful Christmas filled with the love of Christ. Sending you eight scones in a basket filled with love and hope for you and all your loved ones for Christmas. Of course fresh pressed coffee ☕️ is accompanying the basket. Love ❤️and many hugs, Joni
You are so sweet Joni! You and those fairies are pushing Santa and his Elves away from Christmas. There is a resolve.. Santa can have the fairies and you can have the elves. Stay safe sweetie! Cheers! 🪵🔥🪵
Sounds like a fair trade. You do have a point. Santa may be behind. I will tell them to pack their thimbles and head north. Sending you great big balloons filled with stocking stuffers and love. ❤️🤗🥰☕️ Merry Christmas to you and all those you love. ❤️
Tell Santa that the switch is to help the climate change. Santa will understand. The fairies are feather light and more magical and they can help zap Santa from one place to another with the hospitalities of coffee and treats. I am sure you can come up with work details and ideas for the Elves.. maybe a rock band. 🎶🎸
All excellent ideas. I send them out to help a friend when they are sick. If you think the elves can do that you got a deal. Your right with some great coffee and a little chocolate those elves can go all day. They read and make up fantastic stories in every language. Sending you love, hugs and lots of coffee. ❤️🤗🎄🦋☕️☕️☕️🥰🙏
Glad to know too that you found the pastry recipe handy and delicious!🍮🍮🥐🥮🥖
Yes indeed I have used several of your recipes this year. I enjoy AOC post very much. I have learned a lot about musicians too. Sending out a great big thank you for your friendship and wishing you and all those you love a big Merry Christmas. 🎄🦋🤗❤️🥰✝️✝️
So beautiful, Joni. I was swept away by this. Stunning from beginning to end. Wow! <3
Oh thank you so much. I felt this peace strongly. I appreciate your kind words and reading my work. Blessings to you. ❤️🤗
You write so beautifully dear Joni 🤗🌸💕 I am looking forward to reading much more of your creativity. Wishing you blessings in abundance and may your new year overflow with joy, love and peace
Oh what a sweet comment and prayer really for my family. Thank you and same to you dearest Henrietta. Love ❤️ Joni
Collectively, human existence is still essentially analogous to a cafeteria lineup consisting of diversely societally represented people, all adamantly arguing over which identifiable person should be at the front and, conversely, at the back of the line. Many of them further fight over to whom amongst them should go the last piece of quality pie and how much they should have to pay for it — all the while the interstellar spaceship on which they’re all permanently confined, owned and operated by (besides the wealthiest passengers) the fossil fuel industry, is on fire and toxifying at locations not normally investigated. As a species, we can be so heavily preoccupied with our own individual little worlds, however overwhelming to us, that we will miss the biggest of crucial pictures.
As individual consumers, far too many of us still recklessly behave as though throwing non-biodegradable garbage down a dark chute, or pollutants flushed down toilet/sink drainage pipes or emitted out of elevated exhaust pipes or spewed from sky-high jet engines and very tall smoke stacks — even the largest toxic-contaminant spills in rarely visited wilderness — can somehow be safely absorbed into the air, water, and land (i.e. out of sight, out of mind). It’s like we’re inconsequentially dispensing of that waste into a black-hole singularity, in which it’s compressed into nothing. Admittedly, I notice every time I discard of trash, I receive a reactive Spring-cleaning-like sense of disposal satisfaction. Hell, I even feel it, albeit far more innocently, when deleting and especially double-deleting email.
Perhaps it’s basically due to Earth’s relatively large size, which seemingly enables a general obliviousness, if not carelessness, in regards to the vast natural environment. Perhaps it’s somewhat poetic that B.C., which still harvests massive amounts of global-warming fossil fuel, including coal, is lately receiving such extreme-weather blows. I’ll never forget the astonishingly short-sighted, entitled selfishness I observed about four years ago, when a TV news reporter randomly asked a young urbanite wearing sunglasses what he thought of government restrictions on disposable plastic straws. “It’s like we’re living in a nanny state, always telling me what I can’t do,” he recklessly retorted. Humankind is still distracting itself/ourselves from our own burning and heavily polluting of our sole spaceship, Earth. If it were not for environmentally conscious and active young people who are just reaching voting age, matters would be even bleaker than they are.
This is a very beautiful description of how most humans live. I agree with your conclusion at the end as well. My husband and I have been recycling, using rain water for outside and we drive a smart car. We compost and generate one large trash container per year of trash which is not recyclable or compostable. Having said that I am of the belief that it is too late already to stop climate change. However, with progressive young people being more active and educating others there is hope. We can slow down the destruction of our planet if enough is done. It is amazing how many people don’t take the disappearing bees more seriously. The fact that there are countless bee drone patents (metallic bees) and that so many people are not aware of this is sad. I think the biggest problem will be the lack of potable water in the world. We are slowly killing our self’s by killing the resources we need to survive.
Thank you so much for taking the time to write such a comprehensive comment to my poem. I do really appreciate it and also agree with it. I felt a bit badly about flying to see my daughter and grandchildren after not seeing them for a long time.
Just one more thing, thanks for the education on your site. It is a blessing to help people understand that we are indeed killing our planet. 🦋
Hugs 🤗 Joni
Amazing words…. wonderfully penned ..
Thank you so very much. Hope you have a wonderful New Year. Blessings to you and all your family. Hugs, Joni