week 552 ~ my heart too heavy to carry

my heart too heavy to carry
held in both hands still scrapes the ground
daffodils wither without sound
old memories will not spare me
regret but their loss can’t bury
the vision of leaves blowing green
in a future landscape unseen
where spring patiently waits for me
to understand to really see
what the unconnected dots mean

 

week 450 ~ there is a scent of green in the air

there is a scent of green in the air
breathe in and exhale leaving flowers
as you pass they bloom the weather’s fair
there is a scent of green in the air
a smile pauses to look lingers there
while joy transforms minutes to hours
there is a scent of green in the air
breathe in and exhale leaving flowers

week 287 ~ as weeping willows turn to green

as weeping willows turn to green
my heart leaps up embracing spring
colors and flowers seem to bring
a hopefulness I need to lean
on with the future unforeseen
I breathe in deeply and then turn
back to the tasks at hand I yearn
to break free sometimes yet structure
sustains me much as music’s pure
joy comes mixed with lessons to learn

week 283 ~ spring rain easy to recognize

spring rain easy to recognize
lighter hopeful humidity
melting the frozen earth slowly
as seasons change before our eyes
we  are ready to realize
life returning green through barren
hard ground for we remember when
flowers bloomed and before we met
snowdrops crocus daffodils set
the stage for now to rewrite then