Such rhythms today!
Clouded skies crying to clear,
Blue so breathtaking,
Even The Sun was in awe!
Flush as a cherry in bloom.
Such rhythms today!
Clouded skies crying to clear,
Blue so breathtaking,
Even The Sun was in awe!
Flush as a cherry in bloom.
Deceptive sunlight,
Filters between vibrant green,
Neon in color!
But a breeze will cool the skin
Beware Winter’s last caress.
The rain has returned
Bringing that particular
Melancholy brand
Only Autumn can provide
Silver and ever-present
Born from silver clouds
And kissed with golden light
Drip by drop they fall
Cool and clear and colorless
For those lacking perspective
Grey clouds gathering
Where the sky meets the ocean
At the Western gate
I see the oncoming storm
Welcoming the Winds of Spring
Biting winter wind,
Rolling through the alleyway,
Making spring the fool,
Or so it would seem to me,
And my tissue paper coat.
Winter froze my muse,
But each letter, word, and verse~
Thaws the deepest freeze.
Poetry is my spring rain,
My unashamed thunderclap.
Beyond my doorstep,
A jealous Pacific moans,
Clawing at the shore,
Where winding concrete ribbons,
Flirt with salt-kissed cypress trees.
You look so peaceful,
Gliding there, nonchalantly~
Barely a ripple.
One would not realize the storm,
Just below the water’s edge.
crawling crystal skies
dark watercolor clouds paint
with such vibrancy!
As far as the eyes can see
a carpet, of superb blooms.