Birds in the springtime —
daredevilish in their quest
songful in their survival —
weightless wings — heavy risk
Sunshine Journal
Very verdant vernal vessels
The energy of the earth flows through the veins of springtime.
Porch swing thoughts
A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden.
Seed in the wind
flowers are fragrant metaphors —
happy colors sing “carpe diem!”
wilting whispers “memento mori.”
Ever-changing
Why do I love clouds? You can’t save a cloud as you can save a leaf or a flower or a rock — clouds are now! Clouds are the carpe diem of nature.
Desert winter departing
early February in the desert —
the sun is springtime warmth
the breeze, winter’s leftovers
Fresh & green
Our bodies run on the fresh green fuel of the land.
Blend & blur
late winter and early spring blend and blur
in pleasant days and chilly nights
penetrating sun and gentle cool breezes
with stirrings of life, subtle and green —
mornings that light ever earlier rouse us, but
sunsets that still come in evening’s youth lull
Entranced
autumn leaves rustle
the tension out of me
on pleasant breezy days
sunlit gentle tree, i am
a ragdoll under your sway
Speaking of spring
Spring translates earth’s happiness into colorful flowers.
Wingèd workaholic
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Green grace
as earth sways us from winter to spring
nature begins her grace of glorious green
Stages
Spring is a lively swing towards summer
Summer is a hot salsa towards autumn
Autumn is an elegant ballet towards winter
Winter is a slow waltz towards spring