Daisy oh daisy

 

Green clings to the gourd
Sun shines down on the green
Tiny balls burst upwards
Delicate white petals
Slowly unfold
Quiet is the sir
Warm is the sun
Green balls slowly unfold
Delicate white petals uncurl
Opening gently
Encircling bright yellow head
Softly the nod in the breeze
Warm is the air
Bright is the sun
The daisy reminds us
Summer has sprung

Angry wind

You howl around the house
Bending branches
Thrashing against the window
What do you want?
So Desperate to engage with me
I’m non responsive
You Force the glass, it shakes
You Rattle the doors
You roar and moan
I don’t understand you
Your fury is forceful
I am quiet
I stop and listen
I hear your screams, your pain
Your howling drops to a breeze
You whisper, I see you now
You are calm again
The world is still once more

If I painted a picture

If I painted a picture

What would you see?

A bright moon shining

In a blue velvet sky

Glistening in the dark sea

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If I painted a picture

What would you see?

Warm breeze running through

My sun kissed hair

Ruffling it up

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If I painted a picture

What would you see?

My smile laughing

As you joke and laugh

Making me happy

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If I painted a picture

What would you see?

Bright blue skies

Turquoise lagoon

Water lapping at our feet

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If you painted a picture

What would I see?

You smiling back at me

You laughing, your happiness

You being you, me being me

Sunbathing in the rain

lagoon

Warm breeze gently blows

Sunlight catching brilliant green hills

Over head dark black clouds loom

Turquoise is the lagoon

Soft pebbles lead the way

To the warm water lapping

Rain dances above my head

Falling gently onto hot sand

Laying in the heat

Sunbathing in the rain

A soft kiss placed gently

Is sealed perfection.

Newness and Silence

gorse

Bright yellow  flowers burst over the gorse

Like sun rays, covering the forest

Bright new leaves softly swaying

Blue skies stretch beyond the beyond

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Rabbits hide in clumps of heather

tiny buds of pink and white appear

Deer graze on the heath in the distance

Hide, protected by woodland thickets

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The smell of newness on the warm breeze

The sound of silence echoes in my ears

Come share this space, this time with me

Let the newness and silence be us

This is the day

morning

This is the day of morning dew

White cherry blossom, a canopy of shade

Bright Shards of sunlight, streaming through

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Sweet perfumes carried in the breeze

Droplets of dew sit like jewels,on the grass

This is the day of morning dew

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Sharp blue skies, puffy white clouds

Uplifting sunbeams, shine on my face

Droplets of dew sit like jewels,on the grass

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Buds on trees waiting to burst

Heady scent rising from carpets of blue

Uplifting sunbeams, shine on my face

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Dawn chorus awakens the season

This is the day of morning dew

Heady scent rising from carpets of blue

Bright Shards of sunlight, streaming through

Morning sun

Todays Napowrimo prompt was ‘An aubade is a morning love song’ morning sun

I have missed my lovers face,  as darkness hid  him through the night

Now dawn breaks, shards of morning sun

Dances with the breeze on my lovers face

I gaze at him, as he sleeps soundly, His tender face, rested, calm

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Wanting to kiss him awake to see the glorious day ahead

Birds sing their morning glory, I want him to wake

Share the sun, the birds and the flowers dancing in the breeze

Creeping from the room, I turn to watch him

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Just for a moment blissfully unaware that the night has gone

I make the coffee, the richness fills my head

I know as he lies sleeping, the sun caresses his face

A gentle kiss on his lips , he opens his eyes slowly and smiles

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There is the brightness of the day

The warmth of the morning sun

The song of the birds, the breeze in our face

and the day of happiness lies ahead.

I can’t see the wind

The curtains sway in the light breeze

It brushes against my face like a hundred butterfly kisses

It’s gentleness can hardly be seen or heard

Dark skies are building there is change to come

 

The curtains dance almost out of control

The wind has blown in from the east

I can hear it roaring around the trees

It’s strength builds and gains momentum

 

I can see the devastation that it has caused

The leaves stripped from their branches

The branches ripped from their trunks

It’s wildness bending trees to the ground

 

I can feel its harshness against my skin

It’s makes my eyes stream with water

It takes my breath away as rushes at my face

It’s almost pushes me off my feet

 

I can’t see the wind just what its doing

It will blow out as quickly as it blew in

It’s invigorating, wildly tussling my hair

It makes me feel wonderful to be alive

Persimmon Sun

Persimmon Sun rises in the east,

It shines like a bright jewel in the sky

Catching its warm rays on my face

I bask in the early morning sun

 

The blue sky stretches as far as I can see

There are no clouds to taint it

There is  a freshness to the morning air

A slight chill in the soft breeze

 

In the distance there is a mist so strange

Just the tops of the trees peep though it

Above the sky is clear and blue

Underneath is lost for the moment

 

Its five in the morning, there is nothing quite like it

The morning dew shines in the orange light

There is an innocence at this time of the day

A purity that is refreshing as a new day dawns.