In a Moment

In a moment I shall see the wholly beauty of thee the chartreuse forest sublime in a taunting seasonal rhyme In a moment I have laid down Horizontal lifeless brown Roots exposed to autumn air The forest sing-song in despair In a moment I stand tall Piney feathers never fall Limbs hold up a child dear An endless mission crystal clear In a moment winter will come My leaves fallen, done I’ll capture the warmth of sol Rue arrival ofRead more

Fresh Ride

Weekly Photo Challenge: Fresh It’s the first day of spring, but there are few signs of green grass in Wisconsin and it’s much too early to witness the popping green leaves of crocus, tulips or daffodils. The area in which I live has been dry and we are waiting the freshness of a spring rain to start the green growing season. In the meantime, the label of “fresh” is attached to the tire of my bicycle. The rubber tire, metalRead more