SNAP CRACKLE AND POP!

Early sunlight, morning, dawn… fringes of green grass glistened yellow — the slight brown ears of the baby Rabbit almost imperceptible among the blades. When I blinked he dashed for cover und...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/16/the-art-of-elusive/

Piece by piece, separate the thousand parts of a jigsaw puzzle, then throw them in the air. Did you see where the iota fell? Now, put the bits back together. That’s what waking up is like and s...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/15/seeking/

>>>>>The Starlings swirled <<<<< Gold flecks dispersed – Neighboring black feathers… Wings spread. They flew to the hole in the roof; long grass dangling from one beak, berries in another… ...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/14/starling-saga-summer-2019/

thin black-velvet jacket, ruffles around her neck, sun-streaked… a glimpse through the narrow black-framed window,… the fragile black and crystal dragonfly hummed as it flew through the air, ...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/12/the-melding/

I think that I shall never see a soul as sanguine as a tree: Thousand tongues twittering, whispering as the wind through the leaves, rustling – Giddy-UP the tree trunk grows TALL … stairway t...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/09/trees-another-thought/

The cat leaped to top of the tall tall wall. Clutching the edge of that ledge the cat looked down at me. — So proud. Was it due to the night that the cat was able to do the impossible? When we...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/08/in-between-the-cracks/

tangerine sunlight “puddles” — sprawling squat bush the tabbies hiding…

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/07/a-glimpse-of/

flat yellow flowers, they’re twisted petals within the green grass.

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/07/i-looked-down/

the cat leaning, tickling my forehead with its whiskers.

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/06/hello/

Sometimes, when seeking the gist of a word, look at the second definition in the dictionary.  (I prefer OED.) Poetry is “something that arouses strong emotions because of its beauty.” This m...

https://hugauga.wordpress.com/2019/06/06/bird-poets-an-essay/