March 24th, 2014
~
There she glows~first of the season
like a virgin queen~but it's not
'tis merely Lady Banksia~mimicking the moon
March 25th, 2014
~
How can such luscious color
not make the heart sing???
March 26th, 2014
~
Outside the window~much flitting and twittering
birds chatter~hopping, flapping and tugging
eagerly gathering bits and pieces~ moss and twigs
spider webs~cat hair~string~feathering their nest
~
Avian building boom is on~first the nest~then romance
soon replaced by patient sitting and waiting~a brief respite
before reality sets in~parenthood~gaping hungry mouths to feed
courtship long forgotten~replaced by the clamor of hungry chicks
~
Working full time~no rest until fledging~no time to sing
until the job is done~next generation safely on the wing
but for now ~preparations are still accompanied by song
one last spring fling~tender bonding~before duty calls
March 27th, 2014
~
And thus the fantastic tale continues
of three sisters, dressed for the ball
spreading their lovely skirts~day after day
dancing with the wind~until they could dance no more
nearly a fortnight they held court~unchallenged
until seasonal rains fell thickly and quickly
weighing down already weary heads
stormy night passed~they succumbed
youngest sister standing still~looking tired
the elders~heads heavy~kneeled down
exhausted~nearly spend~now resting
on fountain's edge~delighting the birds
cooling tired feet~but oh~how they danced!!!
***
March 28th, 2014
~
Jeanne
~
Started as a small sprig~gift from a dear friend
slowly you grew~now towering over our heads
waking from your winter sleep~once again lush and green
you unfurl the daintiest of roses~perfect buds
no larger then a pinkie fingernail~small treasures
translucent pink~they glow~adorning your flanks
tiny sculptures of finest china~yet tender to our touch
once again we welcome your delicate gifts
***
March 29th, 2014
~
Six Word Saturday Duo
~
Tenderly embracing
riding out
the storm
~
Spring stones
sharing nature's
generous bounty
March 30th, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Glowing splendor
worth its
weight in gold
***
Storm Stone
~
Growling cracking thunder rumbles
March going out like a roaring lamb?
Something's wrong with this picture
lambs are meek and mild~not wild
dogs tremble~bed shakes~we huddle
finding safety and comfort in numbers
suddenly to the West sun breaks through
dabbling us with showers of golden spots
outside birds start chirping loudly~is it safe yet?
March 31st, 2014
~
Minimal Monday
~
Caught in the act
March 25th, 2014
~
How can such luscious color
not make the heart sing???
March 26th, 2014
~
Outside the window~much flitting and twittering
birds chatter~hopping, flapping and tugging
eagerly gathering bits and pieces~ moss and twigs
spider webs~cat hair~string~feathering their nest
~
Avian building boom is on~first the nest~then romance
soon replaced by patient sitting and waiting~a brief respite
before reality sets in~parenthood~gaping hungry mouths to feed
courtship long forgotten~replaced by the clamor of hungry chicks
~
Working full time~no rest until fledging~no time to sing
until the job is done~next generation safely on the wing
but for now ~preparations are still accompanied by song
one last spring fling~tender bonding~before duty calls
March 27th, 2014
~
And thus the fantastic tale continues
of three sisters, dressed for the ball
spreading their lovely skirts~day after day
dancing with the wind~until they could dance no more
nearly a fortnight they held court~unchallenged
until seasonal rains fell thickly and quickly
weighing down already weary heads
stormy night passed~they succumbed
youngest sister standing still~looking tired
the elders~heads heavy~kneeled down
exhausted~nearly spend~now resting
on fountain's edge~delighting the birds
cooling tired feet~but oh~how they danced!!!
***
March 28th, 2014
~
Jeanne
~
Started as a small sprig~gift from a dear friend
slowly you grew~now towering over our heads
waking from your winter sleep~once again lush and green
you unfurl the daintiest of roses~perfect buds
no larger then a pinkie fingernail~small treasures
translucent pink~they glow~adorning your flanks
tiny sculptures of finest china~yet tender to our touch
once again we welcome your delicate gifts
***
March 29th, 2014
~
Six Word Saturday Duo
~
Tenderly embracing
riding out
the storm
~
Spring stones
sharing nature's
generous bounty
March 30th, 2014
~
Seven Word Sunday
~
Glowing splendor
worth its
weight in gold
***
Storm Stone
~
Growling cracking thunder rumbles
March going out like a roaring lamb?
Something's wrong with this picture
lambs are meek and mild~not wild
dogs tremble~bed shakes~we huddle
finding safety and comfort in numbers
suddenly to the West sun breaks through
dabbling us with showers of golden spots
outside birds start chirping loudly~is it safe yet?
March 31st, 2014
~
Minimal Monday
~
Caught in the act
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