Category Archives: Auto-writing and Remembering

The Box

The Box by P. R. Lowe, Copyright May 13, 2018 I grabbed myself some dark and a piece of quiet and carried them out into the woods like a sandwich like a picnic and I devoured them before day break … Continue reading

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Sylvan Lines

Copyright © December 6, 2017 by P. R. Lowe She lives in that place of spine and sinew of life that runs through the pine and the willow and lines of silver rippling through the earth just below the surface … Continue reading

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Sweet Soul

by P. R. Lowe Copyright © March 26,2017 Joy was her game and love came in each footfall The call of something ethereal in her ways filling my days with smiling her beguiling scent never knowing anyone like her before … Continue reading

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Tree Sap and Star Dust

  copyright © by P R Lowe March 15, 2017 My blood is tree sap My thoughts are star dust My guts are molten lava of ages passed My spirit is the wind and my heart is a river flowing … Continue reading

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Advice From a Tree

copyright © December 20, 2016 by P. R. Lowe Imagine water as the elixir of life, see water as a tree does see; drink and appreciate. Imagine water as Nwyfre, or life force…that invisible force that drives and sustains all … Continue reading

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Finding Solace

copyright © Feb 6,2017 by P. R. Lowe Find solace in bird song, true joy in a bear cub’s eyes, feel a wind upon your face that does not lie and know trees that speak unfaltering love

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The Word of the Land

Touch a tree every day bless the water on its way light the fire of love in your heart and breathe it out into the dark

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