(Submitted to Fandango’s Daily prompt: mirror) Advertisements
(Inspired by Steve Still Standing‘s “An Exercise in Poetic Styles”) Even the river bleeds – fiery frigid essence – earth’s watery voice. *** It is the
To stroll amongst giants – straight-backed arrows whose green bows aim skyward – a directional pull so uplifting that earthly matters diminish – this is
A shrill note pierces night’s curtain – an insistent, pestering alarm Is it loneliness that motivates the caller – the need for a warm body
Suggestion of blue framed by barren, hopeful branches underscored by coniferous tops fronted by yellow-green optimism and a floor of brilliant new growth as filtered
Spring willow aspiring to yellow wispy curtains graceful queen my heart bows to your majesty.