The cold rain has drenched
my yard's lone, yellow herald-
sad foresythia.
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- The smell of mown grassis almost obscured by wind-...
- Winds rattle windows,storm clouds are brewing; it ...
- New, fuzzy leaf shootscover all the trees leavingm...
- I awoke to snow-dusting the late March colorsand s...
- A torrent of rainand plumes of fog grazing earthdr...
- Perfectly still sky-like looking at the landscapee...
- Soft shades of twilightsoften all the rough edgesw...
- Just like that, dark skies-Spring's a moody time o...
- The oaks get leaves last-thank goodness there is s...
- Green fuzz sprouts on treeslike a soft, fine hair ...
- Echos of thunderbring the promise of lightneningan...
- The mist on the lakerises with a sliver light,mirr...
- Rain in the darknesspattering on the rooftopwaking...
- A lone nest swayingat the top of naked treesseems ...
- Something wonderfulabout the yellow flowersburning...
- An early spring fire-green and bare outside with w...
- A cold, fresh wind blowsbringing with it a green s...
- The cold rain has drenchedmy yard's lone, yellow h...
- Streetlights have come on-the soft pink glow of tw...
- A freezing cold rain-miserable and soaked through,...
- The skies promise ice -I must admit, cocoons ofsno...
- The rain has not come;the sky sags with heaviness,...
- tumultuous springenters with early violence-change...
- This springing forwardwill mess up my sleep for we...
- Every year from death,rising like the phonex,forsy...
- Warm breezes blowingtossing around the night's sta...
- Orange sunset burnsand soon I will be alonewith ni...
- Branches sway wildly-trying to free themselves, bu...
- I will miss winter'sbare, open solitude, andthe ne...
- Cloudy winter night-fingers dragged across the sky...
- Still, quiet snow dustadds a certain solomnessto S...
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Purpose
- 365 Days
- Prairie Grove, Arkansas, United States
- My plan is to post a Tanka, Haiku, or another short breath of some sort daily, and to include pictures of the outdoors at least twice a week. I want this to be an exercise in living in the moment and disciplined writing.
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