Star Flowers
White blossoms like stars
Sing, "Come, let us welcome Spring!"
As I stroll past them.
Mourning
Here we gather,
Clutching our
Memories as
Close as we
Grip a handkerchief
Tight in our fingers.
Breath, coming in sighs
Or held tightly in
Until the whole
Body aches with effort.
We come together
To say goodbye.
Grieving, we share
Eulogies,
Poems,
Song,
Laughter,
Although those small
Laughs feel
Brittle.
You are missed.
We know that you
Were unable to feel
This truth in life,
But let our grief
Become the fire
That speeds you
Along to
A new
Beginning.
Spring Surprises
Each day in our new home brings a lot of surprises. Finding out what color the camellias are (several: red, white, pink, variegated), waiting to see what colors the rhododendrons will be (white and red, so far), confirming azaleas (purple, white, and perhaps a gold one). Plus small surprises, including this single clump of ruffled tulips all alone.
Tulips unfurling.
Green edges turning to red.
Ruffled Spring surprises.
We Stumble Forward
What remains is this:
Actions, words, and our memories.
We stumble forward.
The Flowers Don’t Care
The flowers don't care.
Without noticing my grief
They reach for the sun.
Arising
Each winter the
Stream and ponds
Darken with algae,
Obscuring the light.
Sunlight's increase
Gradually warms,
Then clears,
Invites
Growth.
Soon the
Lotus grow
Anew.
Arising from
The muck
Beneath the
Clear waters.
Changable Weather
Spring is
For changeable
Weather.
Gray rain
Clouds suddenly
Blow apart
Revealing
Such glorious
Color and
Light
That I am
Laughing
With
Delight.
The Energy of Spring
The energy of spring.
Life demanding to burst forth.
Exploding in growth.