January's Snowy Imprints

The fresh fallen snow brightens
up the dark grey vista of morning
heavy branches bow in quietness

transformation on a January day
from the bitter cold bareness
to winters warm robe of white

beyond the trees a small band of deer
wandering across the pristine landscape
precision and grace in their movement

leaving tracks connected in the journey
nibbling on emerald green arborvitaes
the only sound is the whisper of the wind

I watch in stillness from the warmth inside
dreaming of making my own imprints
on that wondrous canvas of white

putting on my coat, hat, gloves and boots
venturing outside I lay under blue sky
and make snow angels just for today….

linking with dVerse Poetics
hosted by Kim  write about snow as you see, feel or imagine it, in any form you wish, using clear imagery as crisp as fresh-fallen snow.

Trains, Rain and Refrains

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Clickety-clack goes a distance train
pondering where the rail tracks lead
anticipating the early morning rain

I want to pen a bluesy quatrain
soulful lyrics circulate in my head
clickety-clack goes a distance train

gray skies outside the window pane
drifting into a lucid dream in my bed
anticipating the early morning rain

concentrating on rhythmic refrains
there is much that needs to be said
clickety-clack goes a distance train

wishing I could see you once again
so many lines crossed and misread
anticipating the early morning rain

melancholy songs are hard to contain
how many tears must one shed
clickety-clack goes a distance train
anticipating the early morning rain

written for dVerse - Folsom Prison Blue 
hosted by Melissa

For today’s Poetics prompt, She'd like us to read the lyrics, listen to the song, and write a poem about whatever it evokes for you 

Letting Go

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It’s never easy letting go
sometimes the process is slow
but, it’s the only way to grow

I don’t really know where to begin
so, I write intentions on birch skin
the wind suddenly begins to spin 

Carefully, I fold my precious notes
a squirrel scampers near a tall oak
making my way down a snowy slope

Standing at the water edge
I make a sacred pledge
watching a dog play fetch 

I gently thump, drum in hand
the birds seem to understand
as the universe quietly expands

offering my intentions to the flame
there are new dreams, I wish to claim
letting go, is not easy, I exclaim

linking with What's Going On? Letting Go
hosted by Mary

I went to a fire ceremony and this poem
was born from it. 

A to Z and Everything in Between

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A new day begins
Beautiful was last night’s dream
Chasing butterflies in a field
Daffodils and tulips in full bloom
Egrets wading in a pond nearby
Feathered creatures flutter around
Gone are any lingering worries
Harmony circulates the air
I wander in an enchanted realm
Just enjoying nature’s beauty
Knowing this is a special sanctuary
Light embraces me with warmth
Memories are precious treasures 
Now is the moment to live to the fullest
Once, again in slumber I think of you
Poetry connects heaven and earth
Quiet are my words, loud are my thoughts
Romantic sonnets made my heart quiver
Songs that touch me play on repeat
Time is elusive always pursuing it
Visions of us flash before my eyes
Willows always weep and so do I
Xtra care needed to heal a heart
Yearning to see you once again
Zhoosh, my hopes disappear

written for dVerse MTB First to Last Letters 

Hosted by Laura

Thank you for taking the time to read  

Things I'll Remember

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 I hope to remember happy memories
be filled with positive energies
recalling nature and all its splendor
touching my deepest heart center

turning the page into the new year
grateful for life and just being here
gazing upon January’s full wolf moon
will my dreams once again be in tune

at night before I close my eyes
I think of the last piece of blue sky
whispering a prayer into the night
that I will see the morning light

drifting into the unknown realm
on this star-ship who is at the helm
guiding me in my deepest slumber
imagination awakens full of wonder

In the morning what will I remember
will dreams fade in last night’s embers
recalling fragments throughout the day
rays of light let me know all is okay

written for What's Going On? The last Things I'll Remember 

Hosted by Sherry

Thank you for reading
stay safe and healthy....