Morning Poetry

While walking in the early morning poetry rolls through me. I return home to write, read or reread the works of my favorites. Today Mary Oliver’s poetry rolled through me, here are a couple of my favorites. Enjoy. This morning  the beautiful white heron  was floating along above the water and then into the skyContinue reading “Morning Poetry”

Waking the Colors

Waking the Colors Spring Walks Each day brings A waking of colors Dreary rainy days  Green grass glows Blue sky days  Trees unfurl their greens Diverse in shape and color Sunny Days Flowers bloom Distinct in color, fragrance The cycle of days Rainy, blue sky, sunny Bring glory Growth  Spring Waking of the colors Reminiscent Continue reading “Waking the Colors”