Spring snows fall

Coffee is too hot,But outside is chilly cold,So it feels just right. Even in these warm months,Glittering snow often falls,Stolen breaths and dreams. Spring snows fall slowly,Caught in cool winds and light gusts,So they dance, not fall. Grey and blue sky meet,Cascading shadow paintings,Such depth in nature. The cat is happy,Winter blankets come again,For a … Continue reading Spring snows fall →

The long trek home

A cool drizzle falls, Darkening the road to home, Set a light for me.

Idyllic

Light streams in gold bands, Old cat yawns on the warm floor, I laugh, but yawn too.

Kintsugi skies

Morning rains roar light, Illuminating the sky, Cracks shining like gold.

Early morning lights

Purple clouds brighten, Into scarlet strokes of light, A morning painting.

Toast to Spring far from home

To Spring memories,Phantom thoughts dancing on wind,Like falling petals.

A false spring true

The morning sunrise,Feels a little bit early,Rousing me from sleep. My sigh is a cloud,On an otherwise clear day,Rising to the skies. Frost rimes the window,Frames the world a wintry hue,Melting into spring. Cat slowly stretches,Yawning away a long nap,Stretching, feeling wild. Old man settles in,A blanket across his lap,As cool air grows warm.

The last snow

The late falling snow, Melts with the gentlest sigh, Like fond memories.

After night

She fades in the light,Like a half-remembered dream,Or a wintry sigh.

Quiet mornings in the country

Warm kiss of sunlight,The flutter of consciousness,Gently stirring life. Coffee pours freely,Filling the mug to the brim,Steam whirls in a dance. The morning silence,Interrupted by laughter,Shared between old friends. Warm breeze stirs the field,In the early morning light,Green become golden. Sun casts long shadows,But our smile shines so brightly,Morning never ends.