| THE FOREST GREEN: Poem: Penance of Winter |
Category: Poetry 2 comments 29 Feb 2008 @ 06:34 by vaxen : And here...the dafoodils, Jonquils, are out in abundance and the trees are budding and it isn't even spring yet! I'm waiting for the winter blast which will smack them back to await the silent call of springs budding...hey, but maybe they know something we don't? Nah, Nature gets faked out all the time by itself! Lovely little poem skookum. Thanks. 29 Feb 2008 @ 08:39 by skookum : thanks but the dogwood still has no buds this year maybe not enough water last summer? or my wasband's bad energy? Other entries in Poetry Monday, May 3rd 2010: poem. Gathering Roses Monday, September 22nd 2008: Turning (poem) Friday, July 25th 2008: In the Garden Sunday, June 15th 2008: Beyond Sunday, June 15th 2008: The Food Prayer Sunday, June 15th 2008: Between Here and There Wednesday, May 28th 2008: poem: we are dancing Sunday, May 18th 2008: Fading Thursday, April 10th 2008: The Winds Sunday, February 24th 2008: Perfect
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