
the wind blowing cold
painful to fingers and face
sun upon the mountains
A blogger near Seattle

the wind blowing cold
painful to fingers and face
sun upon the mountains


more sunlight each day
and the grace of warmer days
cherry blossoms bloom


the daffodils’ gaze
dancing on the near-spring breeze
while the jays chatter

out into the night
a beacon on my sidewalk
crisp air reminders

so many miles
weathered and worn by life
a cold biting wind
winter’s skies return
sun obscured by dark rain clouds
spring’s grace is quite near

Winter’s sunlight falls
Boldly matching across sand
Kingfisher glides past