It’s March in Denver. Time to be thinking of getting the garden ready to plant, spring bulbs are popping through and little birds make excited passes outside the window. I’m ready. I’m tired on the frigidly cold Old Man Winter. It’s time for him to hibernate until next winter.
excited birds chirping
warm breezes pushing winter
spring is on the way
This week I am wracked with a deep, dry cough and the feeling of my little sister’s ass plopped down on the center on my chest. A vision I know but an experience I have felt in the past. Heavy lungs, leaving me gasping and panting from any little exertion and if I draw in to deep of a breath, I start hacking once again. Needless to say, my inspiration this week came from being sick in bed.
minty cherry drops
help to stop my hacking cough
gaggling geese fly by
Denver has returned to wintertime after a winter filled with many springlike days. I find it peaceful when we get lots of snow. It muffles and quiets the sounds of the city while creating an unspoiled landscape. The blanketing white inspired this weeks Haiku Friday.
gently swirling flakes
creating a blank canvas
an artist’s daydream
Day 9 of poetry writing brings the prompts landscape, found poetry and enumeratio. Exciting because I got out old magazines, scissors and glue to create my found piece of found poetry. Enumeratio is merely making a list within the poem. Big word for list!
In keeping with the theme and idea of my blog, I explored the landscape or “lifescape” of you. I hope you like my attempt.
The Lifescape of You