another grey day
I find the colours of hope
etched on memory
another grey day
I find the colours of hope
etched on memory
in the vase one rose
intensifies its colour
the others fading
many cloudy nights
without the twinkle of stars
to raise our spirits
walking through the woods
we sit for a while and watch
bright leaves unfurling
the beauty of trees
dressed in buds and spring blossom
a glorious day
reclaiming my life
blocking out my calendar
marking out my beat
dandelions in
the grass, joyful reflections
golden memories
I am very proud to have had my prose poem “burr” published by Thi-Wurd, together with brilliant pieces by other new and exciting authors. find it @thi-wurd.com, #107 word stories.
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so excited that Thi-Wurd published my micro-fiction story together with submission from wonderful new and established writers. Find it @Thi-Wurd.com
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the hoo-hoo of doves
memories of grandfather
his cottage garden
I dream so I write ..
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