Flowers, My Gardens, Uncategorized

A New Growing Season

Been awhile since I posted here.  Where I live in Texas it’s basically July in May right now, what with the triple digit heat upon us.  But, the wildflowers I grow in my yard have been stunning in any event.

Rhythmic Poetry

Rains Descend

Rains descend upon my head
The sky grows dark and chill
The rush surround my mind and soul
To freeze my halting will

Clouds move o’er the dawning sun
And halt the marching light
My vision dims throughout the morn
And shrinks into the night

Fogs envelope mind and frame
The world becomes a haze
The hues of life are bled and dried
My eyes are dark and glazed

(featured image source)