Courtesy of Shutterstock Winter is stubborn Holding tightly to the cold Spring waits patiently I do wonder if spring will ever actually get a grip on things. It’s snowing again today. Right now as I am writing this. It’s not heavy, but it’s sticking. I guess the last couple days were cold enough to coolContinue reading “Senyru 10”
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Senyru 9
Courtesy of BeChewy Precariously Perched on covers on my chest Purring silently Miss Fuzzy Pants (formerly Mister Fuzzy Pants*) doesn’t often sleep with us on the bed. Maddie can usually be found between us and under the covers. But not Miss Fuzzy Pants. By preference, she will sleep in the pet bed on the floorContinue reading “Senyru 9”
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I am not clueless I am very perceptive I can see the world And that is my thought for the day courtesy of Fearless Motivation
Senyru 8
Gold leaves fall like rain Coat the ground like golden snow Winter is coming Just a few days after I took the photo of the leaves, here we are today with snow. The dove had a snow hat for a while along with a snow cloak, but it shook most of it off before IContinue reading “Senyru 8”
Senyru 7
Springtime flowers bloom Winter’s grey grip lessening Riotous color
Senyru 6
Dry powder snow like Smoke flowing across the ground Frigid, wind-driven
Senyru 5
Early sun graces Morning’s cold, icy landscape Glitter fills the air Standing and looking out the living room window at the morning sun, I realized that the wind was blowing the powder snow off of the rooftops. All those tiny ice crystals were sparkling in the bright morning sun. So very beautiful. Words can’t reallyContinue reading “Senyru 5”
Senyru 4
The dog and cat sleep Afternoon sun slants sharply Peace personified
Senyru 3
Wishing Middle of the night Sitting in the dark, awake Wishing sleep would come
The Bell Cannot be Unrung
With sure, deft strokes Born of habit and practice I close the wound Like a brush Painting over graffiti The hateful words cannot be seen But they are still there Trapped now Never to be released