The roses we bought last week were fading a little. Karl trimmed them and gave them fresh water. A few are arranged in a bowl and two are in a blue vase.
Roses
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Saturday
Saturday
reading books
from my library
enough to last years
and room for more
Daffodil Years
Flowers from a store and our gardens
Short Music Poems
Poems from my archives, to follow my post Bloganuary prompt for January 28, 2022.
quiet morning
I measure time
in quiet songs
a few old songs
and some silence
evergreens
old and new
music in the yard
bird songs
morning music
bird songs more present
than sounds from the highway
music and poems
sky the color
of morning glories
green colors
green colors
rice for lunch
with kale, peas, and spinach
leftovers to last
a few days
seasons speak
seasons speak
their own language
cold days here
and yet the light
tree branches
in wind and February
next week . . .
reading poetry
and more light
falls on journals
across the room
to read and reread
Saturday afternoon
Saturday afternoon
and time to read
shape of the lamp
in sun on the wall
near my chair
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 