The Cloudless Day #art #poetry #nature

Bleak winter presses on my soul

grey solitude heavy weight

nature’s blanket takes its toll

tearing at all reason I wait

colour plied to canvas tight

window opens cloudless peace

greens and yellows pull the light

shutter of my soul release

brush continually applies

shape takes beauty’s form

of winter I am free inside

spring unveils her radiant warmth

The art: “Clare’s Window” (1980s) is one of the paintings my mother has painted that brings nature’s beauty indoors. On many wintery days, I have pulled at the warmth from her work and felt less wintry weight.

Yukibare #haiku #photography #snow

after the snow
Mt. Fuji soars
into the clear skies    

    
© Shinya Ogata

snow globe

See through glass

awakening of winter

perfect clarity

snowy morn

Cold nose

oxygen molecules filled

breath deep

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai was “Clear Sky after snow.”

Shoukan – Less Cold #haiku #winter

 

snow crystals

Photos of last January flow

Sun shines on white crystals

Pulling on boots and gloves

The shovel groans

“It’s too cold. Can’t we wait?”

I look at today’s forecast

Last year’s high is today’s low

I can enjoy my pictures of snow

(my shovel agrees)

****

rub hands together

last January’s photo

memory’s cold

 

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Shoukan or Less Cold. I confess I am enjoying above freezing temps.

Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall… #poetry

snow dust

Sun stands still

blazing rays drink deeply

I keep walking

***

good to know you’ve got a friend

no matter what the time the season

bone chilled or sun filled days

someone on whom you can depend

*

warm and welcome winter’s lantern

a shelter from sheer dark and cold

a hand to lead  through the snow fields

at days end the embers burn

*

so sweet and sunny are my dear friends

open door to veranda’s green

summer always springs eternal

love’s smile faithful fragrance send

yellow rose

No matter the season we all need friends. The folks at Poet’s United are friends for all seasons. The prompt today is summer or winter/ Solstice

Enjoy James Taylor singing “You’ve got a Friend”

Fresh Start #photography #poetry

 

I breathe in fresh dawn of a new day

I look back upon the crisp winter morn

before my shovel through the snow it breaks

I can see where nature between winter’s thaw is torn

but I’ll choose the welcome Pacific spray

 

I wanted to share a Fresh opportunity to share your poetry for a project (that I am part of) that will benefit orphans of Ebola. If you write poetry have a look.

 

“FRESH” is This week’s WordPress Photo Challenge

Deep is Winter #poet #winter #sorrow #Akhmatova

golden sunrise 2

Memory of the Sun

Memory of sun seeps from the heart.
Grass grows yellower.
Faintly if at all the early snowflakes
Hover, hover.

Water becoming ice is slowing in
The narrow channels.
Nothing at all will happen here again,
Will ever happen.

Against the sky the willow spreads a fan
The silk’s torn off.
Maybe it’s better I did not become
Your wife.

Memory of sun seeps from the heart.
What is it? — Dark?
Perhaps! Winter will have occupied us
In the night.

Anna what would you say of your people’s strife in Ukraine today? You who understands such chilling silences and loud absences of loved ones. You speak of a winter that you know too well.
I am just learning about this Ukranian/ Russian poet.  Anna understood the pain of having a pen that spoke for her and those she loved died because of the ink that never got a chance to dry.
Her life is winter
icicles cling to the forlorn
 spring – an idea
*
Mdw
(out of love for Anna)
winter scene
 On the 8th the world celebrates Woman’s Day. What better way to do so than to share the work of a strong poet who suffered much at the hand of communism. I share her words with Poet’s United as well.

Creature Comforts #poetry #photography #dogs

dusk clouds

Between strong legs

I look beyond the porch

waves of snow hemmed in with ice

once I would have savored cold

challenging the white waves

feeling exuberance of youth

I lay down at his feet

soaking in homey warmth

his knowing reflects in my eyes

together we dream by the fire

whit bw

 

 

Today I needed to be warmed from the inside out. As I share this poem with Poet’s Pantry , I take a look into a friend’s eyes whom I dearly miss.

poets united

 

 

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