by Bela Johnson | Sep 7, 2021 | high desert, lifestyle, nature, perspective, philosophy, Uncategorized
I am but one minute speckon the face of this earth,the same countenance reflectedback to me in field and forest,in the shriek of bats as wellas the sonar they emit,the whistling and bellow of elkas they descend from higher groundfor the winter, the piñon jays,sapphire...
by Bela Johnson | Aug 10, 2021 | high desert, lifestyle, nature, New Mexico, perspective, Uncategorized
When first I arrived ahead of him,to put this new house in orderwhile he remained in Hawaii,finishing up what needed donein that place we had residedfor fifteen years, it was chaotic; Covid had created seeds of disorderthat have now germinatedand sprouted into some...
by Bela Johnson | May 24, 2021 | animals, lifestyle, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
The river thunders, to no applausein particular; rolls along, ripplingand eddying without thoughtor expectation of feedback,though I can’t help but thinkall of nature thrives underan appreciative gaze; We once watched endangeredriver otters cavorting in plain...
by Bela Johnson | May 17, 2021 | consciousness, lifestyle, nature, personal, Uncategorized
My stomach lurches and rises, fallsinto complacency as I ponder eventsof the morning, neighbors meetingand greeting, my outward self effusivewhilst my insides struggle with parity,and such is this life of introversion; I yearn for the human experience,all of it, and I...
by Bela Johnson | Apr 12, 2021 | desert life, lifestyle, nature, New Mexico, Uncategorized
I had a poem queued up to post; it has been awhile and I am just now getting back to writing after months of settling into our new digs. And then things transpired that I wanted to share with you, dear readers. We bought this ranch last July in the midst of Covid, and...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 5, 2021 | community, lifestyle, mindfulness, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
The snow pulls free from the pines, islands of bare ground begin surfacing, a young fox appears at the bird feeder, huge flocks of wild turkeys gather in the field below, males fanning tails out, ever aware, movement, sound causing them to rise into crisp blue air,...
