Spring In The Wings

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads-The Tuesday Platform  (posted by Magaly) – Share some of the poetry that reminds our spirits we are alive.

“If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.” ~ Eleonora Duse

newly adopted
white shag on hints of green grass
a posing puppy


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Spring In The Wings

  1. You’ve stolen my heart with the tenderness of this moment. I can almost bury my face in that fur. Such warmth.


  2. How sweet… I sometimes think a puppy would be a great company.


  3. Oh, this is so sweet… I want to cuddle that puppy.


  4. wildchild47 says:

    absolute innocent at play – the discovery of nose, tail, puppy paws and all the wide world … nothing quite as magical as these firsts ….

    lovely 🙂


  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Ah yes, that would make anyone happy to be alive!


  6. Marian says:

    How cute! 🙂


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