Under cold, grey skies Delicate, green buds taunt me Eight weeks until spring
Morning comes early The day begins “in your face” You awake yet mom?
A walk in the park Songbirds trilling in the trees Guard warns, none shall pass My Mister and I went on a hike recently at our local state park (pre-surgery.) Our entrance to the trail was barred by spiderwebs that stretched across the whole width of the path. Not by one spider’s web, but five … Continue reading Said the spider to the fly
Tied in bitter knots Despondence tightens their hold Calmly untie them 3/30
Fae legend transformed Beguiling fascination Fear not, step inside
Raindrop, morning dew Sweet nectar thick as midnight First round’s on the house
A quiet, soft spot to be alone A steaming cuppa, a good book, warm blanket, Getting lost in the words of a land unknown Knights and maidens glorified in iambic sonnet Uncharted stars and worlds strange Joining an unexpected journey with a Hobbit A family saga set against the good earth Freedom to read radical … Continue reading Bibliophilia