Trying not to think of other things, writing poetry for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka challenge. I’ve used synonyms for both ‘help’ and ‘smile’.
Sun beams pale through mist,
easing winter into spring,
stirring sap and song.
Wind’s edge turns blunt, caressing,
turns aside my winter face.
Spring is stirring…I’ve been feeling that as well. (K)
As long as it keeps stirring. I worry sometimes spring will decide not to bother one year.
It does play with us sometimes.
a sense of relief! Lovely
Thanks Damien 🙂
Jane, this is so beautiful. I love the line: “Stirring sap and song.” Come on SPRING! ❤
Thank you Colleen 🙂 It’s on its way, don’t worry.
Today, we have snow flurries. At least the wind isn’t blowing 60 mph! LOL! ❤
We had 75-80 mph a few weeks ago. High winds frighten me.
Beautiful! I am so ready for spring. March roared in like a lion here.
Thanks Michelle! It’s pretty windy here too 🙂