mississippi river valley

[forestwhisperer]

for Sarah, who is my bluff-sister,

These days
the river cloaks herself
in deep blue storm clouds,
backlit by golden sunshine,
offering up
great belly-laughs of thunder.

The valley awakens,
remembering her winter dreams,
weaving them into
swelling buds
and rising streams.

Across deep mist,
backwater islands host
brash silver maples
unfurling their crimson flowers

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[analogvixen]

The scent of stiring soil
hints at the secret ceremonies
of earthworms and fungi
as they prepare for spring's banquet.

ah..

you are such a lovely word smith.
thank you!

oh! i've begun to use your beautiful recycled rubber journal
more regularly. i started it in the pith of January,
and it's become a faithful friend in these discernment-wild times.
thank you again! i love telling the curious who and where it came from :)
yay stories!