Category Archives: Nature

A matter of emphasis and perception

Posted on March 22, 2013 by James Steerforth

“It’s a yellow day,” Maud said. But everything inside and outside looked green (we live in a greenhouse). “Yes, today is a yellow day,” she repeated. “Because the sun is shining.” – James Steerforth (© 2013) Note Q: So what’s … Continue reading →

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Going gently

Posted on January 31, 2013 by James Steerforth

Despite its drab, dusty appearance, the tendrils of this big plant in the middle of the forest pulsated invitingly, drawing me into its center. Where I am now, waiting to be digested. Thank God I had with me my Android … Continue reading →

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Many-splendored

Posted on April 23, 2011 by James Steerforth

No wisteria, no chrysanthemum out there, but still a good sneeze. – Oson Posted for Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazón. A somewhat tongue-in-cheek haiku by one of the lesser-known masters.

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Autumn haiku

Posted on November 2, 2010 by James Steerforth

Oh the leaves, the leaves of fall, yellow, orange, they are coming down, down – James Steerforth ( © 2010 ) Written and posted for recuerda mi corazón.

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Insensitive haiku

Posted on September 26, 2010 by James Steerforth

Well, I guess I’m too much of an anarchist to get off on a bunch of rules… As a general rule, I’d be tempted to proclaim that there are far too many haikus out there, and far too many about birches in spring time and other such rule-sanctified topics. Continue reading →

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His first mission in the wild wild wild

Posted on April 9, 2010 by James Steerforth

Now on to the mission instructions in that cute little leather-bound booklet. He opened it to page one. It said, “How do I turn stone into gold?” That was both mysterious and puzzling all right. Surely there’d be something more directly instructive further on… Continue reading →

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Snow

Posted on February 16, 2010 by James Steerforth

Our caps yellow / Our grey Mongolian / Braids Continue reading →

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Bear

Posted on May 24, 2009 by James Steerforth

He relished the feeling of powerful ease with which he was able to use his claws on the rough bark of the tall, thick pine he’d picked, and the total absence of his usual fear of heights. Continue reading →

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It is written that …

Posted on April 20, 2009 by James Steerforth

It is written that future Man will move up one step on the hierarchical ladder to become a creator, just like the angels, archangels, thrones, excusiai and others are creators. Thought, which already has creative powers in some select few … Continue reading →

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Twilight in the garden

Posted on March 28, 2009 by James Steerforth

More garden creatures emerged from flowers all over, and the garden was filled with tiny thuds. Continue reading →

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Oracle

Posted on March 8, 2009 by James Steerforth

I say that daffodils … Continue reading →

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Autumn style

Posted on October 18, 2008 by James Steerforth

My autumn style for Sunday Scribblings #133, My Style. A photo instead of text for a change.

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Tender children of the hurricane

Posted on June 5, 2008 by James Steerforth

Clad in violet, Rodrigo murmurs of the blue hammer, and how it, unbridled, and with precise swiftness, pulses, so that all butterflies fly up, a brightly colored powder cloud. And Natasha opens her beet-red mouth and lark throat, and cries … Continue reading →

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May

Posted on May 15, 2008 by James Steerforth

Only sleeting rain after sun after sun after buttercups in the fields after bright yellow bright green – James Steerforth ( © 2008 ) Hardly symbolic, or is it? Yet it was born in response to Totally Optional Prompts’ request … Continue reading →

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Tulip in a concrete world

Posted on May 11, 2008 by James Steerforth

Tulip and Concrete A flower post for Photo Hunt 109.

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Stranded

Posted on April 6, 2008 by James Steerforth

My home’s the beach Strange animals hoot and howl inland at night I’ve seen airy outlines of humans in the far distance at times My nourishment are coconuts and the occasional fish I catch (I’ve taught myself the art) My … Continue reading →

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The plunging pool at Tovara, Nayarit

Posted on April 3, 2008 by James Steerforth

In my mind now: Billy Vaughn playing a glaring Las Golondrinas Back then – The rope swing above the Tovara pool, a round hole at the end of a long, narrow passage through mangrove – and splash into the dark … Continue reading →

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The Circle Game

Posted on March 16, 2008 by James Steerforth

Again, I’m letting someone else speak for me – this time it’s Joni Mitchell for the Circle prompt at One Single Impression. But yet again, this song is what came to my mind immediately (and no idea or image I … Continue reading →

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Happy poem no. 4

Posted on February 25, 2008 by James Steerforth

Parodia magnifica* Hey, cheer up! Who says you’re ugly, old & worn, unlovable and a sourpuss – that’s just your current image of yourself. Even cacti do have their close friends, lovers & admirers! Get yourself watered a bit, & … Continue reading →

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Christian Morgenstern: The guinea fowl

Posted on January 25, 2008 by James Steerforth

The guinea fowl The guinea fowl counts: one, two, three, four … Pray what is all that counting for, Out there among the deep dark pine trees? The bird, driven by knowledge’s itch, And doing so without a glitch, Is … Continue reading →

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