I’ve used the phrase often
not with small purpose
when nature resplendent
unfolds into view
breathtaking with grace
where bluebonnet skies
clutching billowed chiffons
meet with lavender rolls
that upholster the earth
between sepia seams
edging emerald forests
and purple-gray foothills
ascending cool slopes
capped by eggshells and pearls
where air has clean taste
scrubbed by fingers of breeze
and waters clear smell
sparkling salted or pure
to imbibe and intoxicate
quickening species
robust and refreshed
through connection by brisk
elemental comingling
of molecules built from
stray bits of far stars
coalesced by the livening
rays of the sun
From my books Range of Motion and Legacies (vol. 1)
If only. You’ve not been in these parts lately. Spring, thus far has decided not to ‘sprung’. That said, a wonderful piece of poetry.
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we are, as I write, in the throes of our 3rd nor’easter blizzard in 10 days – 18 more inches of snow today and it’s still flying – trying to think thoughts of spring
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We are not quite that bad. Today sunshine for once. The weekend threatens more snow.
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A fine read especially as New England is now in the throws of yet another nor`east blizzard. You make me feel like spring . . .
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3rd nor’easter in 10 days – 18 inches so far from this one – the ski resorts are over the moon
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And I wonder how some who marvel in the beauty do not believe in the master Artist.
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I fear that’s the case for many
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colorful…
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thanks, maureen
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One of the reasons I hated Florida was the lack of seasons. Raleigh is poking up from the ground and putting on her Sunday best.
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the north country was always my retirement destination
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I remember this one, exquisite!
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thank you, my friend
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Most welcome 🙂
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