Enveiled in storm swirl
blue eye over the earth
watching the rain
midwife to rebirth.
Monthly Archives: February 2017
Connections: February 27.17
Connections: February 26.17
Poor gullible chive
convinced of spring
cast off its paper sweaters
and now is shivering.
Just as in seasons
preterit
beguiled, betrayed
by counterfeit.
Connections: February 25.17
Connections: February 24.17
They won’t grow upright ever
but upside-down instead
they think they’re so very clever
making me stand on my head.
Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.
Connections: February 23.17
Amid the pallid brittle sticks
a vernal blush
and life declares itself
in plant blood rush.
Connections: February 22.17
Back in the seventies
when I had little boys
Playmobil ranked among
their favorite toys.
Beloved childhood pieces
tenderly packed away
in case other little fingers
might some day want to play.
And play they did!
And added more
turning Grandma’s house
into Playmobil store.
Little fingers again grown
it’s the same old story
and I am determined
to re-box inventory.
I won’t know
that next generation
but I hope they will hear of me
at the next exhumation.
Connections: February 21.17
Connections: February 20.17
Presenting the colors
tried, resolute
red, white, and blue
nature’s salute.
Wishing you a thoughtful Presidents’ Day, dear reader.
Connections: February 19.17
How do they, frozen,
silently speak
the language of contentment?
in weathered rosy cheek?
in simple glass of ale?
in button and in vest?
what makes us smile back
at their pantomimed behest?
More thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.
And accolades to artist Bäbel Kölberg, whose studio, Kunst aus Beton,
is in Meerbusch, Germany, across the Rhine
from this Dusseldorf brewery. (No wonder they smile!)
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