Author Archives: janehwilson

Saints Calling All Saints Day arrives The weather strangely warms Our saints of old ride in On a glorious, gusty Fall breeze that bellows through the trees. It will bring rain before The day is through. As mother earth turns … Continue reading →

All Hallows Eve All Hallows Eve is Howling down my back. Calling Sweet Grandmomma forth To lead the ancestral parade. Her austere beauty, Her gratitude amid storms, Her unswerving love No matter the sins I bare, Are the costume she … Continue reading →

In the Wild There is wild rose with her Bright red rose hip Decorating the forest for winter. Once I tried to bring her home And make her grow in my Neat, domesticated garden. But she withered away. She knew … Continue reading →

Whisper The whisper of the first frost. Divine Love calling Mother Earth To rest and re-gather herself. Does Love also call me To do the same? JEHW October 24, 2013

Out of the Woods If I could just see The edge of the woods – the gentle Field beyond – I might feel better. That would let me know That it is – just maybe – Possible to crawl out … Continue reading →

Shadow I saw my shadow and realized I don’t want to Be hunched over And crotchety – An old woman leaking sadness, And allergies Like a fog all Around me. Where did that person come from? Certainly she Must not … Continue reading →

Symphony Like a gentle opening movement, The rain begins. Larger drops grow the percussion sound by Dancing on the lake’s surface.   Leaves flutter like tingling bells To the ground. The little stream slowly fills and begins to flow Like … Continue reading →

I Need a Message! This morning I asked Divine Love, “Why?  Why for so many years No Jesus to come and help us know That You are here?”   “Why this nothing?!”   “No Buddha, No Mohamed? Not even a … Continue reading →

Though these musings may at first seem a bit gloomy, they are not meant to be.  They represent pieces of a present (and never ending) search for self.  JEHW, September 2013 Falling Down A house falling down Around me, with … Continue reading →

blue moon brings with her an early taste of autumn fog clings to the lake the surrounding forest stills one tiny yellow leaf falls   finally this fierce move-making, body-using, heart- breaking, change-forcing summer begins to let go giving way … Continue reading →