My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

March 20, 2012 “evening”



as I reclined on the porch

watching the mountains

relax from green into purple

evening sidled up on a gentle breeze

wearing pale coral and azure

with the fragrance of springtime


she softly slipped into the old chair next to me

left vacant by the setting sun

in the heat of day

she breathed a quiet sigh

of feathery clouds

and cherry blossom


we sat for a while in silence

contented to listen

to a mockingbird wooing his love

and a chorus of spring peepers

serenading down by the creek

we spoke not a word in our peaceful repose


serenely as she arrived

she arose to leave

as she went she asked

shall I get the lights?”

I nodded sleepily

night fell to the rising moon

I slept


tlh 3/20/12


2 responses

  1. A lovely scene created with your words.

    March 23, 2012 at 8:24 am

  2. BC


    March 24, 2012 at 6:49 pm

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