Self Portrait PhotoArt by Sharonlee
Winter-Born Moments
How sweet it is… to sit in winter sun
let thoughts delicious, drift with the fragrance of the day
birds sing in mist-risen melody, of Nature’s grace
voicing their appreciation of Nature’s way…
I lost myself, as I often do, in inner thought
allowing my eyes to feast on mottled shade
naked branches of the sleeping frangipani
crisscrossing dark shadow-limbs on moss- speckled grass…
Pearl-hued clouds drifted in, devouring the sun
sky turning a thousand shades of grey
a mischievous breeze wafted across my face
temperature plunging in sudden freefall…
… I rose, small shivers shook my body
as I returned inside…
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Coffee cools too fast in winter…
and one hand aches with cold as I pound the keyboard
one finger flying with rapid flow
typing as the thoughts tumble and spill
and lock themselves behind inner doors…
… the other hand lay warm & snug
bedded between crossed legs;
A mantle of cloud lay across the sun
a cold dampness invades the bones
a good day for a ‘blanket-day’
… if only I wasn’t alone.
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SharonleeGoodhand©9-Jun-14
Feed Your Soul & Free Your Spirit 
Exquisite! Great to see you and read your work once again. Love and Greetings from Southern California.
Hello Barbara my dear friend! How lovely to see you!
How are you dear?
Hugs
Still looking forward to that cup of coffee with you. I just today “revived” my WordPress page and was thrilled to find your new piece. (((HUGS))) to you too.
I’ve been reviving my old wordpress too… I’m using it more just recently… hope to start blogophilia again and hope I can post my blogo’s here. I’m very adverse to FB these days.
xxx
I guess our minds are on a similar wave length. I hope you do begin Blogophilia again. I’ve missed you there. CPC has also recently started up again on FBk. I know there are some Blogophilia pieces posted here on WordPress. I’ve also been having short-poetry fun on Twitter.