April is National Poetry Month and I hope you join me in writing a poem each day. Although I’m starting just this week, my goal is to write each day.
My morning on Lake Ann started the same way as all my other mornings with me going to my windows overlooking our cove. However, today I awoke to a beautiful white springtime snow which had fallen overnight ~
Covers the docks and roof tops
Lining the soft curves of the cove
A master painter’s brush has
Outlined the hardwood branches
In fine Irish lace
Through open trees
Stands hints of green buds and first leaves
I can even see
Some mouse ear smiles
Sprinkles of pink
Are all throughout our cove
And over on the other ridge top too
I can see ~
Dozens and dozens of brand new Pink redbud blossoms
Painting a parkscape masterpiece
As the white snow caps lay
The snow itself looks pink
Like fields of lavender
Sitting in beds of pink tulips
With a touch of dancing buttercups
Was it the light?
Was it the fresh snow lift?
Yes, it was all of that
A true master’s gift ~
The start of our redbud spring!