Ruth Thompson is a poet and a conscious channel. Her most recent books are Journey Bread: New & Selected Poems (2024) and Hoffer award-winning Quickwater Oracles: Conversations & Meditations (2021). Ruth began writing poetry in her fifties, after freeing herself from an abusive marriageHer poems have won many awards and are often praised for their joy, intelligence, and profound connection with the natural world. A native Californian, Ruth now lives in Ithaca, NY, where she is the editor/publisher of Saddle Road Press. www.ruththompson.net


Fold the Three Black Crows

Fold the three black crows into the autumn field.
Fold the steel winter trees heavy with snow.
Fold the violet mornings, and the mists.

Fold the full moon along the rim of the hill
into the laughter of blue jays.

Now fold your right hand in your left hand
and your left hand in your right.

Come down the stairs. Sleep in a strange place.

You have a pocketful of almost
and no time left.


Bee Talk

Take off the faceplate.
Sit down and breathe.
 
Leave the narrow rooms 
of goodness and righteousness 
and being enough or not enough.

You are not a measuring cup.

If you wish to be free of the plow, 
you must become a weed.
  
Each day come into the tree of your self.
Enter the humming. 

Right this minute 
the world is being sung into being.