just words

grey sky, grey doves, on grey tree limbs……

some shade of amethyst or grape or mulberry opens on redbud branches…..

ferns bursting fronds…..

Houston’s kind winter sun…..

stretch like a cat slow and skillfully innate…….

white crane standing in the wetlands, white lily in the ditch, white full moon, perfect in the sky….

tulip trees are scouts for spring here…..

siren in the garden is calling again……


2 responses to “just words

  1. Oh, Karleen, we should all be able to write ‘just words’ as you do!

    Your beginning spring is ours, minus the white crane and the white lily. But we did have that big old white moon!


  2. Reading this over several times is good medicine. Slows my heart rate.

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