poetry – Maddie's Mom Writes

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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

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

Imperfect Beauty

Bent like an old woman’s back Nearly double Brown and dry If perfect beauty exists This is not it Often it is what is not said That is most important