Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Why did the grove undress itself only to wait for the snow?”- Pablo Neruda They stand in a row limbs naked and exposed, ready to face the biting cold, but I ponder why they chose this time of year to bare their soul? Is… Continue Reading “Rite of Passage”
misty umber morndew drenched in autumn sunrisedaisy in waiting Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1767 Daisies
wood mouse foragingamong autumn’s rustling leavesan acorn awaits Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1766 mouse
Rising up from a sandy desert floor, the Hand of God against a tumultuous sky and though I am not a devout woman when I see this swaying heavy saguarodefying the laws of gravity, still vibrant and livingthrough dust storms, scorching sun, powerful winds… Continue Reading “The Hand of God”
“It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.” ― Diana Gabaldon, Outlander Under a cloudless bluebird sky picturesque autumn ambles in dressed in finest colors of amber, scarlet, gamboge, and I anticipating the… Continue Reading “Cloudless Bluebird Sky”
“In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.” ― Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib Barren landsunset warms sandstonedry landscapehaunting placeas a watercolor skykisses the terrain Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 148 #Synonyms only- Empty/Space
Should someday I find myself alone with nothing left but my words my soul content, will be at peace my heart will carry no burdens. For poetry is in my every breath, and all that comes betweenthis life I live and a certain death… Continue Reading “A Certain Death”
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