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
Stars uncloak from the heavy mist
Grass and leaves with dew are kissed
Swallows chirp awaiting dawn’s light
I wake early thinking I might
Walk in the moon shadows
Only to find Nature knows
To end and start each day
It is I who search to find my way
Heavy morning mist
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 28
Before history
Life encompassed art, music
Search to find your muse
Beginning oil painting (this sketch in one color only: raw umber), definitely a challenge for me
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 25
Full ponds and warm weather
A sure sign that it’s spring
Making the frogs hop and sing
‘Tis the season for their song
Their serenade lasts for hours and hours
Invading my sleep, making it sour
How do I request an owl fly over
Just a need a little silence
Before throwing shoes over the fence
I considered retaliation
Singing before dawn on the pond banks
Disturbing the frogs in the tanks
My neighbors might take offence
Feed me to the frogs, claiming self defense
Turn up their air conditioner and sleep soundly
Stupid frogs
I know you are in there. I can hear you.
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 23
It's a long story ... 