Listen closely to the raindrops fallingBouncing lightly as they hit the groundSplish, splash Landing in puddles that form all aroundSplish, splash Adorning the leaves with barely a soundSplish, splash Listen closely to our deep breathing Rose petals unfurl, bursting with bloomsSsssss, sssuuuusss Raindrops on leaves share their perfumeSsssss, sssuuuusss The sweetest scents sing their ownContinue reading “Listen Closely”
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since the sun goes too
The sun beating down on everything in its pathThe air, so humid, feels like a hot bath.So I sit beneath a huge canopied tree,Hoping for relief, oh please, let me be. The sun goes down, but the heat’s still high,The moonlit night feels heavy and sighs.The morning burns bright, with more heat to bear,We’re livingContinue reading “since the sun goes too”
The Tree
Spring arrives as teardrop buds nudge winter from the garden Temperatures riseEncouraging budsTo look to the sunWhile emerging petalsMake a colorful debut Summer coaxes the magnolia blossomstheir beauty on full displaywhite flowers pepper green leaves,a striking contrast of lifeThe blossoms’ beauty fades,Lonely leaves remain Their fragrance drifts freely,carried far and wide by the wind QuietContinue reading “The Tree”
Finding Myself in the Silence
I long for the type of quietwhere you hear the rhythmof your heartbeatin your ears The sun and moonsilently trade placeswhile the starstransform the skyinto a dazzling display The moon doesn’tshout, it slowly appearsstars in their silenceannounce they’re here A cool breezeso steady and slowdances through the treescreating a pantomime of leaves A distant clapContinue reading “Finding Myself in the Silence”
Looking Through The Window
I stare out the windowas a cold, grey daymarches through. Trees sporting skeleton branchesare vulnerable to the wind. The cardinal’s brief visitgives life to theempty, gnarled tree.His vibrant reddirects me,holds me at attention. — I look through the window.Tiny buds and blossomsannouncethat spring has returned. Bright green leavesuncurl, reaching for the sun. The cardinal’s return,hisContinue reading “Looking Through The Window”
The Oak Transformation
Growing up in hurricane-prone areas, you learn that even the most solid parts of your world – like the giant oak trees in your yard, aren’t immune to change. These trees aren’t just scenery; they become part of your everyday life, almost like living structures you grow up alongside. But when the storms come, evenContinue reading “The Oak Transformation”
Beauty All Around
A cycle of seasonal haiku — Stop, look, smell the dayWinter, Spring, Summer, or FallBeauty all around. — Cold, snow day — HORRAY!Wintry, white, wistful play dayCuddle up for warmth — Strong rain, pounding hardPastel petals in rain’s poolWaiting for the sun — Strong storms are brewingBig tree limbs sway to and froKites grounded todayContinue reading “Beauty All Around”
Life in Camouflage
Nature’s secrets hide on the forest floorWith insects to spy if you’ve time to exploreCascading trees shield the sun from the groundWind through branches sings a whistling sound. A mockingbird hums a glorious song,A melody woven both soft and strong.Gentle peeps and squawks, perfectly timed,Sounding like poets, hauntingly rhymed. Black snakes wind their way throughContinue reading “Life in Camouflage”
Ripples Erase the Past
The stillness of the pondpaints a picture of calm Reflections speak to themagnolia as its brancheshang just out of reach Silence encourageslife hidden from viewto come enjoy the day This old park,recently brought backto life, tendedby many sets of hands Uncovering stories oncetold, whispers shared,quick glances that said,I’ll always be near Vibrant colors infuseour moods,Continue reading “Ripples Erase the Past”
Palm Watch
I look out the window,to the top of a tall palm. The wind picks upand whips it across the window. Within moments, the windsettles, and the branchesare steady. Birds land among the branches,picking at a bunscavenged from a restaurant. A few feet from my face,I witness the beak tearingpieces of bread from the bun. TalonsContinue reading “Palm Watch”
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