Daffodils look sad in the rain. Pushed against the hillsides bruising a mustard yellow, losing all of their sunshine and the smiley faces I imagine hidden on the inside of their petals. Weak and failing, praying for the wind to let up, just for a day. Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2020 Between … Continue reading Spring rain
It’s Spring, dandelion season so the fairies lift and slip through the air carrying wishes and sneezes in their pockets. A couple walk palm distance apart laughing into the breeze and into each other’s hearts, smiling young love as the fairies flies past. An old man, all in black, leans against a railing in … Continue reading Dandelion Season
My palm blossoms forth, fingers stretching toward the sun reaching for the empty space beside me, reaching out for you; reaching out for your copper warmth skin wrapped in twilight in a cold Winter's night kiss, your eyes a molten blue. I curl inward, around cotton memory aching for your return, idyllic Summer … Continue reading Summer Rain
When I met you I did not know you, what you were, what you would be like. All I knew was in Spring you bloomed and in Summer, blossomed, your highest points illuminated in the sun, shadows cast where they cannot reach you. Over the years, your now sturdy legs have wobbled, yet sometimes immovable, … Continue reading The Quadrangle Tree
A stem sprouts upward pushing past tarmac to mock the concrete jungle. ________________________________ Day 4- Write a haiku. They’re often about nature, but yours can be about anything. Day 3 - This Town ________________________________ For the challenge, click here.
