Shades of bright pink–magenta, fuchsia, cerise–through a sea of gray, peak,a reminder that soon it will be spring. In the shroud of fog and mistthat seems to perpetually persist, nature refuses to statically subsist;every cloud will again disperse or lift. Time was constructed with the condition of motion with clauses that require stages of hibernation;every living thing … Continue reading Seasons Within
Awesome and tranquil Seasoothes me, strokes me with peace... The Mountains huddle protectivelyand I feel snug in the middle of their majesty... The Woods beckon me to wander endlessly,enchanted by flickering sunbeams between trees.... Unsurpassed beauty in the petals' intricacies,I hesitantly unfurl with the Flowers delicately... But of all of the nature in gifted creation,nothing … Continue reading It is the Sky
Backyard bliss,natural nature,no planted gardens,sandspurs a danger,still I get loston endless adventuresin the same placeJanuary through December.Lockdown or not,outdoors always exist,and I have never needed to go farto find an oasis;it's in the details,the enchanted escape,mixed with imagination,that can transform any space.Privacy fencesguard potential judgementas I photograph theendless wonderments.I still myself always,and time follows suit;I … Continue reading Backyard Bliss
How can I possibly focuswhen you've goneand set abloomall the colors in mein such sweetly-scented hues? How can I commandself-discipline whenyour inspiration stirsmy creative passions? How can I do those thingsI need to tend towhen my soul heard your non-whispercalling me my own muse? How can I keep orderwith this flutter of fancy withinthat came … Continue reading October Blooms
As the sun sets, and sangria kisses my lips, I twirl white petals in my fingertips, manipulating them into the frame, and with my dreams, I do the same, as if the halo of the golden light will bring my heart's desires to life, and for added measure, or perhaps because I can't help but … Continue reading Evening Petals
The sun each early morning seems to highlight the flowers with extra meaning, the tenderness emitting such soft-spoken beauty that celestially enwraps my soul and whispers finally, "Welcome home," and I've never known this feeling, never seen in the interaction between the petals and beams realized dreams on the brink until there was you.
Sunflowers in the sand baffle my preconceived notions, such a traditional earthy flower sprouting alongside the ocean. It draws me in, such an unexpected sight, yellow-bursting heads, mini-suns against the muted, so bold and bright. So many thoughts beyond the beauty begin to orbit in my mind. I am reminded of childhood, … Continue reading Sunflowers in the Sand
Just another bud on the brink of opening, nurtured by the light, raindrops still clinging, petals absorbing, gathering courage, blushed but bursting at seams to emerge, no longer able to stay cocooned, into full potential, yearning to bloom. Each day with you, another bud of me follows suit, springs eternally. Poem … Continue reading Another Bud
Bloom with me, my darling. This gentle embracing fills me with such resolution. Together, we can weather any storm; nothing clouds my view of doable solutions. Bloom with me, my darling. Let our dreams merge with our petals meshing as one. Together, we fuel each other, and I fully believe we can reach the sun. … Continue reading Bloom with Me
Delicate petals lit by rising sun:silent, vulnerable beauty stuns.Poise and grace and subtle strength:symbols captivate my gaze.Dawning day, new-life blooms:sweet dream-beginnings perfume.Magic seeps into my veins:soulful elixir coats toprevent future pains.Words and images both birthed today.