Dahlia

November 12, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Days shorten, threaten – icy shards of rain torture lingering red holds. (Cee’s FOTD)

Buzzing (FOTD)

November 8, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Greedily lapping life’s bounty, buzzing manic – as if death is near. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Withering (FOTD)

November 7, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Others die, succumb but spirit holds fast, believes – defies withering. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Simple Pleasures (FOTD)

November 3, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Pluckable petals remind me of simpler times – “Loves me; loves me not”. (Cee’s flower of the day.)

A Rose for Love (FOTD)

November 2, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Hardy as a rose resisting Fall’s warning chill – our love does not fade. (Cee’s flower of the day)

Light and Shadows (FOTD)

November 1, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Ominous shadows threaten light’s celebration – unyielding blooms laugh. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Can You See Me? (FOTD)

October 27, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

To yellow I flock, my wings a-blur – can you see me? (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Petunia Persistence (FOTD)

October 26, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Last of its breed, this pretty purple persists. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Oh, Susan! (FOTD)

October 26, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Brown-eyed Susans wild with yellow pizzazz – brighten Autumn’s chilly days. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Autumn’s Flames (FOTD)

October 24, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Flames of autumn roar in contrast to summer’s blue – seasonal parlance. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)

Floral Balm

Of Trauma Born

Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]