Painting while the car shakes I knew it wasn’t warm and sunny when I headed out to paint But it was sunny at least and there were clouds flying I thought I’d check on the great blue heron’s nest and … Continue reading →
Now you might ask, but MB – I didn’t see Day Nineteen? And you would be right. Every month-o-poems, there’s a chance that a poem might be just a little too personal, a little too pointed , a little too … Continue reading →
Rainy, temperature dropping, a day to appreciate gray. there is no surprise on this April day trees softening pink green gold red against the grey blurring against the rain all is quiet A flash of sky startles all to green. … Continue reading →
It was a lovely day to go out and look at clouds and stuff today. Spring is coming. Too late to turn back now except temporarily. Today was warm in an april way tonight cooler but no frost and tomorrow … Continue reading →
I did a bunch of things unrelated to poetry for most of the day. I guess that’s most days. I did end up with a bowl of a really tasty bean soup made with some leftover lamb and some smoked … Continue reading →
Whatever kind of word thou speakest, the like shalt thou bear.
