2/2/07:
The view from Dawn's diningroom
Meadows green and gold
lead my gaze past the farmhouse
to vast rolling cloud.
9/2/07:
Wide as a river
my salty green tidal creek
jumping with fish.
***
Water aerobics.
All alone I dance for joy.
Pelican beaks clap.
10/2/07:
Flung into my mind
this thought of yours starts ripples
that keep widening.
14/2/07:
I don't send, this day,
a big red Valentine heart.
Love you all the days....
***
He sends me a rose
and promises love always.
All day I'm singing.
23/2/07:
February clouds.
White orchids tinged with purple
wait for the rain.
© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2007
I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')
These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.
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