Joyfully spring from the last breaths of summer and gracefully fall
spring
Venerable
Autumn is Spring turned antique.
Seamless
the vibrant green-yellow-pink blossom-life of spring
the watery-blue radiant sunshine-breath of summer
the metallic-earth-toned glowing-decay of autumn
the grey-white holly-festive slow-motion of winter
Poem of the April Palo Verde
Yellow.
Freaking.
Everywhere.
Watching the April bottlebrush without spectacles
green & light shimmering
dancing in the sunlight
little red fuzzy flames
burn quietly in the breeze
mottled blue patches
of serene springtime sky
blaze beautifully behind
a lively bejeweled scene
medallions of shade and color
twinkle in the afternoon
a mama hummingbird hovers
with wings so fast, silence
is no longer golden — she is
the sounds of the winds
overtake my soul and
carry it far off into the skies
—Terri Guillemets
Between
overcast spring day
musing under olive tree
on top of the world
Uplifting
when winter gets deep
into languishing hearts
poetry promises spring
Imperceptible
Under the giving snow blossoms a daring spring.
Startup
Spring stirs under silent snow.
Spring wings
In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head.