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…
Tag: seasons
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…