Musing In The Garden

Written for:  Sunday Whirl, Wordle #594

Words:  locks, free, steam, feet, steal, fall, creeping,
        joyous, garden, space, seems, stars

Her hair stole down
her back after freeing
her locks from their star-
shaped clip.  Barefoot,
she crept along the edge
of her new garden space,
joyous at the sight
of green buds dotting
the soil.  Seems like
Winter was only yesterday.
she wonders how quickly
the steam-cloud of Summer
will fall across her blooms.

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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