Showing posts with label Spring Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring Day. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Sunday April 24, 2011 NoPoWriMo Day #24





NaPoWriMo Day #24
Suday Scribblings #264 Shine

Shining for Elizabeth
The sun isn't shining
There is a blanket
Of grey clouds
A downy coverlet
Over the New Mexico landscape

The pen moves across
The creamy page
The weeks pass like
Smoke through a key hole

And you speak of
"knowing without knowing"
Knowing without words to explain
The marbles fall into slots
There is order
And something is clear
Perhaps for the first time
Perhaps for all times

And yet the nest is
On the ground, again
Dislodged from
It's hiding place
Is it magpies or wind
The nest will be replaced
You will deal with
The destruction
But it is a dangerous
Neighborhood indeed
Hungry magpies are
Watching your every move

Nothing safe or secure
The sun has come out
From it's hiding place
Adobe walls
Capture it's warmth
Breaking the hard shell
To see the crystals
Shine from within

Together we marvel
At the miracle
Notes plucked on
Perfectly drawn strings
We hum along
Follow the thread
Words dropped
Upon the page
The pen marks
Their outline

What is known
Comes into focus
Our feet begin
To pick up the rhythm
We clap our hands
It is the season
The eggs are laid
We watch and we wait
For all to hatch
All that is known
And all that is unknown

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Saturday April 16, 2011 NaPoWriMo Day #16


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NaPoWriMo Day #16

Spring Day

Full of light
No flowers
Plants that have been
Resting all winter
Push through the soil
Garden is filled
With new beginnings
And weeds
The returning pair of
Fly catchers weave
Their nest

In spring it is said
"A young man's
Fancy turns to love."
I say, "In spring
We put away our woolies
Open the windows
And sing!"
Say goodbye
To another hard
Winter and all
That is cold
Snow and ice cicles

In the distance
A hot air ballon
White with blue
And gold trim
Rises above
Taos Valley
Where the red
Willow grows

At this early hour
All is quiet
I read your post
Send my energy
Across the mountains
To embrace you

Think through
Plans for this day
Look at the broken ties
Contemplate the
Needed mends
Consider the stitches
Cross stitch or blanket
Good for frayed edges

Listen for your waking
Look ahead to
What will be done

--Proceed

A certain sameness
To what I do
Yet it is spring
And I sing
In New Mexico
The blue sky
Is filled
With balloons
Sad clowns return
leading puppies
On a string

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