As summer emerges from spring in Georgia, the sky’s a Blue Hallelujah. The laughing leaves in the nosebleed seats enjoy the very best view. The wind who once whispered now shouts like a drunk. Though an amicable one, it’s true. The robins hop through the lush green grace under this Hallelujah Blue.
A window is a wonderful thing A place to lounge and look at spring A place to perch and hear the birds A place to sit and wish for words Gazing through a pane makes things clear It magnifies joy and muffles fear It provides the peace that clarity brings A window is a wonderfulContinue reading “A Window Is A Wonderful Thing”
Mornings in March Are all blossom and promise Chilly air kissing your skin Birdsongs signaling Death of the darkness A new day dawning without and within
If I had stayed inside today I’d have never seen the hawks Sparring in the February sun
Above this icy desert Talons clamped on branches A pair of hawks Toast their plumage in the sun