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Reblogged from The Reluctant Poet: There is no demarcation zone, no welcome platform where we can greet with fanfare the arrival of the newest and next moment in time, Now Now just sneaks up on us with a peek-a-boo greeting … Continue reading
I dream summer And purple shadows play In the petals of the rose. Sweet spring recalls The diamond death Of misty forests, Frosting wild winter With flowers. A gentle promise blooms; Sweet morning’s star Remembers night, Honouring the dream With … Continue reading
Sunrise paints the morning sky Exposing colors, soft in hue Lifts the mists, that wander by Exposing waters, ever blue Orange wisps, to light the day In the valley, where life is grand Continue reading at Night Owl Poetry
“Hellooo!” said the unnecessarily cheerful voice at the end of the phone. “You sound wide awake!” “I am,” I replied, though four in the morning is no time for anyone to be dragged from sleep. I reached for the coffee, … Continue reading
Colouring sunrise With milky opalescence Dawn’s smooth coverlet A favourite place – when the heather is in flower and the mists fill the valley, on top of Higger Tor, on the border between Yorkshire and Derbyshire, England.