Begin Again

I was done~

but the tiny flame flickered,

it could not be extinguished,

insistent as a baby seeking the breast,

I pick up the pen

and start again.

©annettealaine2018

 

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Hibernate

I’ve been hibernating~

cold weather has kept me indoors,

and all I want to do is break free~

to walk along the wide river,

and absorb the sounds of the city waking up.

Sometimes I hibernate~

when my world feels too big~

and all I want to do is to huddle in my rooms,

like a turtle retreating into its shell.

©annettealaine2018

Lost and Found

Did I lose myself

or just change shape

like milk to fill the glass?

One day I decided

to be the glass,

no longer the milk.

Now I am transformed

into something

solid and strong.

©annettealaine2018

One Winter Morn

Milky light filters

through high clouds,

white ribbons wind

through gray water,

sea birds glide

through frothy bubbles

that float along the river~

one winter morning.

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Foam

Brown foam,

skims along the river’s surface

frothy bubbles,

that lift and settle

as north winds blow.

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Winter Sky

Winter sky~

blue gray clouds

blanket the sky,

pale lozenge of yellow

cannot breach the cold, damp wind

as I walk along the river.

©annettealaine2017

Torpedo

Little sea bird

dives and swoops,

the osprey glides on undeterred,

carrying dinner

in his clawed feet.

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Baby, it’s Warm Outside

Two days before the start of winter,

we shed the winter clothes,

stroll around in shorts and flip-flops,

the sun nipping at our nose.

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Christmas Past

Fragile handblown glass,

jeweled colors

and faded etchings

found in someone’s attic,

each box filled with memories,

of Christmas past.

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Writer’s Bloat

I think,

I fume,

I ruminate,

I ponder~

I don’t write

all these swirling thoughts down,

writer’s block-

or writer’s bloat?

©annettealaine2017