In Anticipation of Spring

With trembling longing


I contemplate the falling leaves


Of autumn


twirling gently to the sodden earth


in golden cascades of red yellow and orange


With trembling anticipation


I await the wondrous budding


Of spring


arising in pink rose petals


like hair atop a glorious head


breaking through the carpet bombing


of a chemo blasted baldness


Dancing wildly with thick entangled curls!


Curls caressing the warm lavender Spring!

Comments

That was sweet, thank you.

That was sweet, thank you. You are in my thoughts. Peace.

This is lovely! Thanks for

This is lovely! Thanks for posting.

Ginan, I know you with your

Ginan,
I know you with your huge sense of humor, soaking in an incredible responsible intelligence, not only for your society (your people) but for the humanity of the world.
Now I’m struck by your courage, so obvious through your trembling. I’m impressed how seamlessly you used soft metaphors and I’m happy to see that you’re directing your creative energy to such an imagery that is so vivid.
Yes, the good news is coming soon with the colorful hurried spring.


Zee

soul warming poem. It

soul warming poem. It helped me leave winter behind.


thanks, Ginan

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