Saturday, February 25, 2006

Hint of Spring

LIVEOAK DAWNING

Songs of six-pence …
no pie, but 24 times 24
cacophonous - yet blending the same …
alerting, alarming, watching.
A squirrel director - eyes darting, prancing …
a sudden woodpecking and brighter dawn -
golden hues and lifting darkish hand.

Faint footsteps cross the meadow …
glistening dew telling or betraying -
perhaps asking or yearning -
from where to where no telling.

Pavilions small and separate - calling -
early tryst or late returning?

Trace of dew dreams filling in now -
hiding, protecting, cycling …

Mother Earth rejoicing!

2 Comments:

At 5:42 PM, Blogger Rhonda Halushka said...

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At 5:47 PM, Blogger Rhonda Halushka said...

How weird... my comment for another post showed up here! So I moved it, which is why there was a deleted post from me... wonder why Blogger doesn't just let the deleted posts disappear?

Anyway YOUR post and images were absolutely delightful!

 

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