Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Spring morning haze dissipates
In the wake of swift March winds
Roaring in with rising red sun
Spawning swirling dust devils
Dancing with winter’s brittle leaves
While whirligigs spin in a frenzied blur of coppery blades
and brassy wind chimes clang in blustery shade
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille Swift
Author’s Note: We’ve had some really windy days so far this March. Today is overcast and a few drops of rain have fallen. Hoping for more rain as it’s been dry.
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
“While whirligigs spin in a frenzied blur of coppery blades”
The breaking of the set rhythm here really makes me feel this image.
LikeLiked by 1 person
This poem in itself is fast.
Everything is in motion.
Must be lively in Spring.
LikeLiked by 1 person
A nicely penned poetic piece!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Always my pleasure.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
LikeLike
May there be rain so the desert can bloom
LikeLiked by 1 person