Tag: #dverse

The Distant heart Has Balance

The forest is lush with green velvet moss; the only sounds we hear are those of nature. Tall trees sway in the wind, leaves rustling with anticipation. The red fox and her kits come out of their den to play. There is nothing left… Continue Reading “The Distant heart Has Balance”

Random Blossoms

Farewell to Spring blossoms from randomly sown seedsWith showy clusters of pink flowers atop leafy spiked stemsBright splashes of cool fuchsia among yellows and greensBeguiling honeybees heavy with pollen on their hairy kneesAnd golden skippers flitting on the fragrant breeze dVerse: Quadrille #127- Sowing… Continue Reading “Random Blossoms”

Farewell to Spring

A creamy moon rises in a periwinkle skyBidding a fond farewell to mulberry springWhile diamond flecked stars shoot from the skyFlying foxes and night hawks take swift wing Bidding a fond farewell to mulberry springAs summer warmth threatens a chilly breezeFlying foxes and night… Continue Reading “Farewell to Spring”

This Precious Moment

Today, it’s as if fall has returned to the desert. Morning dawns overcast and grey with a rouge glow in the east awaiting the rising sun. My garden is thriving; the swirling air is fragrant with roses, herbs, and citrus tree blooms.Vibrant wildflowers stand… Continue Reading “This Precious Moment”

Of Green Toads and Babbling Brooks

Don’t bother trying to find mebecause I’ve gone awayI’ve run off to the countryto live out my remaining days. I’ll walk a country road,and pause by a babbling brookI’ll laugh with a green toadand read my favorite book. dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille 126

Reflections on a Spring Day

I wander out in stark wilderness where goldenrod kisses a sailor blue sky and chartreuse leaves of pink buttercups sway in a contrary March wind spreading pungent lemony pollen tempting even recalcitrant bees I lie down amidst this chaos of life buzzing and blooming all around menostalgic for my ardent… Continue Reading “Reflections on a Spring Day”

#Haibun: Osozakura (late bloom)

In our youth we are invincible; we don’t see time as ephemeral moments. Rather, summer feels like forever as we bask in hot sun and dance in pale moonlight with nary a thought of tomorrow. Yet, before we know it we turn around and… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Osozakura (late bloom)”

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