I lock the door
& while sliding to the car
I gaze upwards
as I’ve done every morn
reading the clouds
Are they fluffy & white this grey time?
ahh snow is coming
are they whispy, speeding across the sky?
clearer weather is on its way
or is it a cloudless sky,
as natures nightlights fade
The eastern sky was soft
hue of a ripe peach
soft & comforting
while Acacia trees
chimed with ice crystals
on thin brown branches
Faint fog drifted upwards
as the earth warmed
my breath exhaled a sigh
easing this soul
for the day will be just fine…..
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Hmmmm... I do enjoy reading your nature poems :)
ReplyDeleteWell, I was all stressed about something .... but now forgot just what about!
ReplyDelete(( great writing ))
Hello from SpeedyCat
"Hue of a ripe peach" - the mark of a good day dawning. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cath, I'm enjoying your poem a day!
ReplyDeleteAwwwww Speedy, destress lad, Spring will soon be here and the golf course toooooo, hehehehe, hugs you :)
Lou! nice to see you and thank you, the sun rising these winter morns are beautiful!
this one takes me through a gauntlet of images. Oh how do so love your work. Read slowly so the imagery creates its's magic!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Sonya, I try to write in words what I see and am happy you see them tooooooo :)
ReplyDeleteWe the blogging readers, would like to hear some ponderings from Cheryl :-)
ReplyDeleteHello and happy week from SpeedyCat !
Roses are red
ReplyDeleteBanana's are yellow
Happy Valentines
to a wondferful fellow :D
NICE!!!
ReplyDeleteSame to you :-)