Cee’s FOTD Photo Challenge Bluet What delight Spring brings on the heels of a never-ending bleakness buried in snow. Before the grass grows tall, the shoots of violets, bluets, and trout lily dance atop the forest floor. Before the grand tree canopies, the floral bouquet is gathered to adore. After we succumb to woodland fragrance,Continue reading “FOTD—Bluets”
Translucence follows suit of gray doves -gone. Hope circles, in the sky orbit sharp green blades that lie low in soil, kneaded with nimble thoughts to sprout joy. It is not spring in Massachusetts. It is spring in Jeanne’s attic, where all such things are stored.
leaves at war with mother earth holding tightly to birth winter winds gusty march triumphant spring
Depth of thought her feet to sink, her mind covered deep. The rustling leaves, a cool autumn breeze and soon a winter’s walk. The crunch of snow and gale winds blow, for now she satisfies. What could have been will never be and that she settles down. The ocean sands a wave of hope washesContinue reading “Poetry challenge #2”
winter, winter, winter she begrudgingly asks “who is winter?” me and everyone. cold, stark, unwelcoming spring waits for no one. I lie here frozen. The wheel moves my mind. The thaw penetrable by spring’s innocence. i pray to pass up summer’s heat sweltering, the shame of fall. autumn brisk. laughing leaves pile high, hiding tearsContinue reading “winter”