February 11, 2012

January was heavenly in Florida. And, surprisingly, February in Massachusetts hasn’t been too cold. Not yet anyway. A gift!

Poetry comes slowly for some of us but one haiku at a time and hundreds will be created. When my life overflows with deaths and births which happened this month I write short poems as a release  from the cares of the world. Here’s a couple I have created.

Shelter rests in you

whispers sparrow to the elm

leaves balance on limbs


Sun crawls up the sky

the moon is in  the heavens

the morning-glory


Writing keeps me alive.


About versealive

Founder of the Louise Bogan Chapter of the Massachusetts State Poetry Society, grandmother of five budding poets, and married to Richard who writes poems for birthday parties.
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