Walk With Me

A Public Garden with People Walking in the Rain
Vincent van Gogh

Walk with me on this rainy day
let us embrace this dreary gray
silvery droplets run down our cheeks
melting the snow built up for weeks

somewhere the sun is shining bright
flowers grow in the midday light
while silently we dream and sleep
melting the snow built up for weeks

we'll drink in nature's quenching song
the driving beat guiding us along
walking in tune no need to speak
melting the snow built up for weeks

walk with me on this rainy day
melting the snow built up for weeks 

 

Author's note:  I wrote this for the February 12th Open Link Night hosted by Bjorn. He offered us this artwork for inspiration, however, I was late and missed the deadline.  Sharing with tonight's Open Link.  Thanks for visiting!

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Hunger Within

Courtesy of Pixabay

 There is an emptiness within
a hunger that cannot be satisfied
it rumbles deep under the skin
a heart that has been blindsided

feeding on poetic words amplified
when will the joys of spring begin
feasting on dandelions hillside
there is an emptiness within

dVerse Q242 Hunger
hosted by Lisa

writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating the word "hunger" 

Bless the Stars

Courtesy of Pixabay

Bless the stars for guiding light
hovering over silhouetted trees
 companions through the night

bless the moon for its soft glow
leading the way through darkness
into a realm where dreams grow

bless the sun for its warmth
nurturing earth and all creation
light has the ability to transform

written for What's Going On? Blessings 
hosted by Sherry

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Shelter Me

courtesy of Pixabay

Shelter me from harsh winter days
I’m feeling blue with not much to say
a polar vortex coming from the north
sub zero temps offer no warmth

chug chug chug goes the old furnace
environmental issues should concern us
burning through oil and thin wallets
car batteries die costing more dollars

shelter me from harsh winter days
the north wind blows having its way
dappled sunlight a precious gift
into a surreal day dream I drift

chug chug chug goes the old furnace
can light guide us in our life purpose
finding joy and personal fulfillment
creating poetry brings enrichment

shelter me from harsh winter days
chase these melancholy blues away
awaiting springs bountiful arrival
nature will bring songs of revival

linking with What's Going On? Shelter 
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author's note:  It has been brutally cold here
and my car battery died. 
I am worried about the goose and the ducks
tucked away in their cove.  How will they
survive?  sigh.. 

Winter's Grip

Courtesy of Pixabay

Today, after a long stretch of bitter cold I feel the warmth of the sun.  The temperature rises out of the single digits. Wrapped in my winter gear I head out for a walk. The snow from last week is still heavy and appears to have lost its gleam.  The wind is eerily silent and the trees no longer creak and groan in protest of the harsh weather.

The sky is a wonderful shade of cobalt blue deep and rich. Overhead a small flock of ducks search out a place to land.  I quicken my steps as I know where they are headed to the small cove where the water doesn’t freeze.  It is spring fed and here a lone goose spends the cold winter days with occasional visiting ducks.  Hurriedly, I step in the hard crunching snow making my way down the bank.  I need to check on the goose.  Hand on my heart I see her and breathe a sigh of relief.

Hopefully, spring will arrive earlier than expected and melt all this snow away. Making room for daffodils and spring dreams.

winter's grip is strong
groundhog's shadow prediction
crows caw a warning

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