we surrender to
we surrender to
april showers in exchange
for double pink blooms
.
20240422:1853
y
we surrender to
april showers in exchange
for double pink blooms
.
20240422:1853
y
peeking through cypress,
another southern morning
sun, warming our skin
.
20240421:1117
y
the incomparable
tease – april’s spring, we see only
what we want to see
.
20240420:1729
y
what if it rained and
there were no spring tulips to
catch each syllable?
.
20240419:1703
y
in search of something
unknown and unknowable
requires a sixth sense
.
20240418:2227
y
to be seen is a
rare thing, if only we could make
it more familiar
.
20240417:2110
y
we save the best for
last, just before sleep, counting cows,
grazing in the field
.
20240416:2219
y
space is oft wrested –
in the middle of the night
or in broad daylight,
we were meant to feel both this
constrained, this isolated
.
20240415:1438
y
from the lookout, we
are the observer and the
observed – nature oft
catches us off guard – a flutter,
a flicker, a snap, a shake
.
20240414:1723
y
prosperity is
up for grabs for a limited
time only – dig in
.
20240413:1011
y