Mother’s birthday gift,a planted sapling you, the front yard ash, grewold with me. A weathered,tuckered man, limbs drooping, I was laid to restbeside you underyour open arms. Now we share rollingseasons in silent comfort,as fond companions do. Ash tree image link Sarah is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Today’s word is “ash” and…
Author: msjadeli
mother, gardener, retired government worker, observer, reader, learner, bicyclist, woman who runs with the wolves, lover of music!
dVerse — Quadrille Monday — One Blessed Night
Hunter Moon, stark orb in silent stage,lights a way lost by day, to folly’s repose.Stone wiggled loose, a puff of dust,candle bright as shadows sway. Intoned promises, from ashes you spark to life.Dark price paid for this one blessed night. Image was taken last year at Felt Mansion. Sarah is today’s host of dVerse’…
POPO 2021 Day 18
Pretty birds with clipped wings: brittle chips, unsung songs.
POPO 2021 Day 17
Wolf clan bonds never break. Our voices rise as one.
Doodads — pumpkins by day, moons and tree silhouettes by night
Yesterday I visited my favorite farmer and bought this and that. The pumpkin harvest is in. They were selling empty crates for $5 but I had no way to get them home. The crates would be perfect for composting. Two nights ago I went outside just as darkness was falling. The moon has been so…
TSM 182 — Consumed
Consumed On lonely nights I see you therewhen moonlight steals into the roomor candles flicker in the gloom.When all’s asleep but me and you. When dawn’s song seems so far awayon sleepless nights, I hear you there,the creaking board upon the stair;your scratching in the ceiling tile. When mist is thick along the groundand seeps…
POPO 2021 Day 16
Please be cool, I’m hungry, impatient to taste you.
