The line between gray winter and bright-eyed spring dims today adrift in the chill of feathery fair-weather clouds and the short, shrill songs of rain-soaked birds Still the regal blooms peek from underfoot weeds cavorting as wild flowers cows calculate the distance along a fence line You can abandon all in the center of prime … Continue reading
When the moon hangs out with the sun as night has melted away and winter’s mad grip is broken and we resuscitate Joveus, the god of starlit madness and the days shift into an endless plethora sewn into memories of mixed tapes and unmapped car trips ah well, for one tiny moment you have escaped … Continue reading
Autumn you are at once hot-handed shifting gears in your blustery boots November was singing like a spoiled canary prodding us away from sunny windows threatening us with an awkward northerly chill this blatant wind skulking and snatching tossing up a hissy fit passing the mandate on to winter Continue reading
The hum of wings mid-air pause hovering my quick gasp of breath at the sight of the brilliantly colored throat swift flight eyes darting furtively eyes that perceive the smallest motion, a breath In another time other birds have worshiped at the brim of massive orange trumpet vines now becoming folio sheets torn from life’s … Continue reading
W ishlist of dreams I go running L onging for a brief D alliance with nature F ield of flowers L eisurely and lissome O h this amazing juxtaposition! W ildly parading E loquently calling R ippling florets S houting red with bold blossoms I road tripped across Central Texas. Engulfed in a seasonal proclamation; greenery … Continue reading
Let’s set the latitude to swelter I’ve never been your frozen angel I’ll caress the Rose of Sharon, white faced and rosy-cheeked with its leaves going limp withering in the stagnant heat I won’t call foul even with the decimation of squash the brittle leaves brushing my fingers Instead, I will meet the cinnamon-headed girl … Continue reading
Today we were gifted a spring day in the midst of winter adrift in crunch brown leaves the haughty wind stilled momentarily as if Zephyrus held up a shield at war with the elements Navigating among the shell shocked tea roses chilled once with frosted breath now daring to turn their timid rosy faces toward … Continue reading
The crows would gather in winter in the field across from her house as I pressed my nose to the chill of the glass door fingers ready to create in condensation clouds Outside the crows quite a contrast their gleaming black wings against the white swan snow They’d bicker and flock holding trial and court … Continue reading
Little stragglers I wonder that you’re stranded here fretting about among these last glorious flowers leftover summer gems balancing precariously on the brink of gusty storms. You there fluttering softly in that wild wind harmonizing humbly with bees backyard beauties awe bringing living color sculptures. I imagine you taking to the sky in full flight … Continue reading
Must we really gird up against those cold, gray skies bag up the hours recycling them into the same old hassle world strung from a tassel candy coating liars gloating oh, but here they are in new outfits smiling like all of us are not caught in the hamster wheel a new season with the … Continue reading
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