single pink blossom

photographed on a hanging twig

friends in far places

oh joy a promise,

sunshine to warm winter toes

two days, more or less

dare to step outside

gathering of six, but where?

it has been so long

I pull back the drapes

dust motes floating on sunrays

the buzz of a bee

waking scratchy-eyed,

ragged-haired from tossing through

unremembered dreams

long tail of a storm

ripping blossoms from the trees

a fruitless autumn

trees lend their blossom

to an uninvited guest

wedding confetti

that deep-throated kiss

blushing pink flowers aquiver

excited bees buzz

dreaming of writing

elusive stories etched on

the eyelids of sleep

birds are hunkered down

in a newly budded tree

a morning shower