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Blue Sky Quilt
The sky was an unrelenting blue
quilt this morning.
It wouldn’t tolerate any clouds
cluttering up the atmosphere,
or wrinkling its glossy finish.
And then one small puff appeared.
A little smudge of batting poking through
a small hole worn in the edge, along the horizon.
Slowly, more slivers of white came floating along and the harsh blue sky became softer,
worn to a more comfortable shade by time, and sun, and weather.
dVerse Poetics — Have You Ever Seen the Rain?
Snowflakes
We got a feeble amount of snow, overnight.
Not enough to make a snowman or even
a respectable snowball. It is trying valiantly
to cover the grass and the sidewalk, yet
only manages to look like powdered sugar
on a homemade apple cake. Children don’t
even bother to put on snowsuits – they know
there will be no sledding, today. But if you look
carefully, you will see the intricate patterns of
those scattered flakes and marvel at their sparkle,
like magic diamonds strewn across the yard.
Poetics: New Year Snow
Spring Clean
I’’m letting go of all the bits and bobs
that have accumulated in my heart –
feelings that no longer fit or that pinch
its soft places. I’m sweeping out the
people and places that have gathered in
corners like spider webs. I’m doing a Spring
clean in the basement chambers, going
through boxed up memories, keeping only
the most precious and releasing the rest
to be blown away by winds of change
Golconda by Rene Magritte
Everything We See
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