Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Rest assured, green follows gray.

Gray rain clouds;
Bookends to my soul.
Gray to gray,
Fog to fog,
The intimate moment
When I and my surroundings
Become one and the same.
Where is the crisp life-ness of Autumn?
Or the clarity of Spring?
My seasonal heart lies dormant,
Waiting to be awakened
Once again.

4 comments:

  1. oy i hope that spring burst forth and life anew ...awake, awake...smiles.

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  2. Seasonal heart...love that. Spring has come and gone already in Southeast Texas...summer has arrived early.

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  3. ..and grey follows green again. So we may as well learn to like it as well.
    How strong the pull of seasons.Just as well we have them. Well written.

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  4. Really like the "seasonal heart"! Jumps out and grabs you!
    Nicely done!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/04/24/no-serviceable-parts/

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