Dawn
Through a dusty screen,
black branches on rosy gold:
morning awaits me.
Spring
Lilacs are leafing
and blossoms budding, green mist
coating trees across the road.
Dawn & Spring
Tag: Spring
A Day’s Grace
A streak of rosy gold
behind black pines:
the grace of a day beginning.
The silence of a Sunday morning
with lilacs in exquisite bloom
and a squirrel moving under the bush:
time passes and releases
the fragrance of memory
and ghosts of the past.
A Senior’s Spring
The insistent alarm
and furnace sounds ---
I open my eyes and,
out my window, see
young leaves, sun-touched,
sway, disturbed by a squirrel.
I stand hesitantly
and move stiffly
into another morning,
accepting the gift
of this time
and place.
Black winged and gold-tipped
butterflies, and I
feed from the lilacs’ fragrance
and mourn
in this secular wilderness
as I map out my day.
A Day of Haikus
Branches with green buds
in the early morning light,
swaying and sun-bless”d
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Through bare grey branches
I can see spring’s pink blossoms:
transient beauty.
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Ambushed by beauty -
the blossoming Bridalwreath
declaring spring now.
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Smoke rises
from the extinguished candle:
the aura lingers.
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Three Glimpses
This cold house shivers and sheds,
waiting for me to leave
and find my home.
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Three texts before breakfast
and into the mist
of the climate change day.
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Golden willows on the hillside,
Swollen elm tips across the street:
Spring comes.
Birdsong Again
Birdsong again, and green shoots - the earth gentled by sunshine and rain: Rebirth.
Friendship
Friendship
Beauty assaults me,
joy
bounces into my hands,
and my heart
at the long-absent voice.
Like the greening and blossoms of spring ,
joy embraces
me,
sings to me,
grasps my hand.
I hear and feel
tenderness..
Green Time
It is the time of green mists surrounding grey branches as trees begin again. Daffodils abound, and dandelions replicate, reflecting the brightening sun. The earth is warming as buds move to blooming. and green shoots thrust upwards. Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!
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