Nature – Page 2 – RED GLADIOLA

Night

the sky is dimly lit;
the moon has put on her shroud
to shed tears in secret

if I were to be reborn
I would like to be a leaf

a brief but blissful life
under sun and shower
slowly unfurling
useful

when the cold snaps me
I will be brilliant crimson and ochre
and fall away
unscarred

arbor rain smells
of chlorophyll and earth
worms and robins
muddied sneakers

a snowflake falls
on an early
snowdrop

lackadaisical:
a chime lounges
on a windless day

elegant trees shed
teardrops of red
and ocher

Note: It’s been a while…I hope you all are well. =)

our breaths
wreathing together
in the winter air
reminds me of
our separation

cold toes
bloodletting
for winter solstice

running the treadmill
neurons denote: chilly weather
fog and rain

sweaters to be pulled
from summer hibernation

tasks that pile like firewood
against a long dark winter

eyes thread traffic
but ignore the change
of autumn leaves

stars above
a still, gray sea
who combs her faded hair
and old lovers
from her thoughts

fly away from here dear one
to the sky that I can only glimpse
while my legs become roots
and my frown petrifies

next spring, build your nest
in my branches

autumn scatters leaves
sunburnt early

with edges rimmed
and puckered

the mouths of ill
children
crying in vain
as they are swept away

as days grow colder
my rescued hyacinths
push up from the soil

as if expecting a new spring —
green shoots