Little pink house sitting on the corner
Paint fading over the years
Your garden’s thistles feed generations
Of bees, butterflies and finches
Lace windows smooth life’s sharp edges
Diffuse the brutal midday sunlight
Your threshold offers shelter
Wrapped in memories of children’s laughter
Little Pink House, beckoning
Butterfly feeding on a thistle
Lesser Goldfinch feeding on a thistle
Honey bee feeding on a thistle
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 30
An early Mermaid rose bloom
The Mermaid’s first bloom
Opens to find spring waiting
Sends message: Follow
Soon a full bush of Mermaid roses
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 29
Honeysuckle is the taste of my youth
Nectar teased out of the petal base
Only a drop, but it was enough
I now prefer the aroma
While passing near the vine
It slows down the passing of time
Recalling the taste of my youth, honeysuckle
Fond memories
NaPoWriMo Day 26
Evening primrose
Spring pink blooms unfurl gently
Beauty beckoning
Evening primrose and friend
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 24
A sentinel bush marking ten years
Planted as a promise of better days to come
Each year the promise kept
Of briars and thistles swept
Walking paths through the trees now beckon
Colts and canines greet at the fence
Prancing in rehearsed unison
Rose scent wafts in a swirl
Allowing us respite under the shadows
Shielded by Susan’s rose
Susan’s rose
NaPoWriMo day 22
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