Love What is Plentiful

Rocks, feathers and shells

 

Cardinal feathers, Sanibel Island shells, sea-smoothed rocks

 

We Alone
by Alice Walker 

We alone can devalue gold
by not caring
if it falls or rises
in the marketplace.
Wherever there is gold
there is a chain, you know,
and if your chain
is gold
so much the worse
for you. 

Feathers, shells
and sea-shaped stones
are all as rare. 

This could be our revolution:
to love what is plentiful
as much as
what’s scarce.

Stolen Gold: Daffodils

“Primroses wear the pale dawn,
The gold daffodils have stolen
From the sun.”
     — Richard Eberhart, from “This Fevers Me”

Daffodils for sale, Pike Place Market

Buckets full of fresh-picked daffodils

Cheerful, yellow daffodils

Speaking Bliss

Fluttering leaves

Red maple leaves

“Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.”
     — Emily Bronte

Yellow maple leaf

“Nothing gold can stay.”
     — Robert Frost

Black and Gold

House on North 81st St in the Greenwood neighborhood

Black and Gold
by Nancy Byrd Turner

Everything is black and gold,
     Black and gold tonight:
Yellow pumpkins, yellow moon,
     Yellow candlelight;
Jet-black cat with golden eyes,
     Shadows black as ink,
Firelight blinking in the dark
     With a yellow blink.
Black and gold, black and gold,
     Nothing in between —
When the world turns
     Black and gold,
Then it’s Halloween!