Winter sun tore through fractal clouds,
Threw pink vertical lines on parasol pines,
Dripped them on pepper trees
In a Maxfield Parrish light,
Then quickly disappeared.
Standing by blooming rosemary,
I waited for a warmth that did not come.
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Your dawns are more epic and poetic and full of metaphor than mine.
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That’s because I am a cloud watcher. Smiles
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You are indeed
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You do love those parasol pines. lol
I think I am caught up now.
Your stuff is always great!
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I’ll have to post a picture because it is what I look at in the morning, first thing out the door…. Hmmm. Don’t want to be boring though.
Thanks Meme for taking the time to catch up.
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Wow…this one’s amazing
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Thank you. I am glad you liked it.
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“I waited for a warmth that did not come”.
Think April or May !!! (maybe!)
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