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sold on a morningMay to him whosehands the clock hascolored gray, for agrave under a bowedoak tree where lieshis ring's eternalpair. — 05.04.2022©2022 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Photo by Daniil Silantev on UnsplashThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License. For dVerse: dVerse – Poetics – Small Change or Big Bucks
once smooth as petals will shrink into a crumpled autumn leaf, waiting for annual earth's melting tofertilise spring's kids. — 11.20.2020©2020 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Photo via Unsplash This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License. — For dVerse MTB: Jisei (Japanese Death Poems) The *tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, traditionally written in a single… Continue reading the invisible cycle: a tanka*
When I was young there was this Koreanovela titled Winter Sonata, a part of a series titled Endless Love. I was nine or maybe 10, innocent and clueless, but that was my first encounter with you--- season of snowflakes and magic. It has been more or less three decades and you remain a dream to… Continue reading thank you winter, for letting the spring in: a haibun
Stubborn thoughts surface refusing to hibernate in winter’s cold breast. Mind's cotyledons cracking the thick bed of snow 'fore the first spring bloom. — 12.27.2017 F.T. Ledrew x R. C. Gonzales (Remember Thomas, friends and poets? 😀 Who missed him like I did?! Raise your hands! 😀 P.S. Thank you for this first collab, Thomas!… Continue reading stubborn: a senryu duet
the scarlet leaf of the almost bare autumn tree, s l o w l y , ever s l o w l y , f a l l i n g from its home twig to its grave earth. the crystal snowflake of the heavy, winter cloud g e n t l y , ever… Continue reading mummed magic
He is clothe in fragrant scent leaking out of fresh, budding blooms, his aura is bathe in blinding golden rays lighting up a fully packed room, each step he takes towards me are lilting, yes, he is my harbinger of spring. Oh, I'm melting. — 03.13.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response to… Continue reading Spring Melt
Like an elusive dream I silently hope to see how you undress--- from cold white to fresh green then to shy yellow and then to scarlet red, from freckled to plump and lush to skinny and then to skeletal bare. Like an enchanting perfume I secretly imagine your scent change--- from chilling trace of frost to charming… Continue reading Dear Seasons
Lay and Let Lay my bare unclothed soul, ‘neath the bright smiling sun, let calming sea of greens, be our bed for one more time, let bird’s sweet soft songs, be our own private choir, let me rest, ‘tween your arms, hear our hearts beating as one. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo… Continue reading Lay and Let
Spring’s Harbinger* *A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets, who I consider a dear friend, Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res. Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari. P.S. This is my first! <3… Continue reading Spring’s Harbinger*
“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke We have no spring yet I've got good books that will bring some golden sunshine, oh, stories divine, that erases gloom, as spring flowers bloom. --- 1. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen When Elizabeth Bennet first meets eligible bachelor… Continue reading Ten Spring-Reads I’m Excited to Peruse
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