Changing of Seasons

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Leaves falling

in a shivering rush

sound like rain.

Swirls of oranges and reds

in a flurry like a sunrise

as the trees begin to lose

summer’s shawl.

Soon there will be

a crisp chill in the air

and crystalline snow

will blanket the ground.

Of a Feather, But a Flock Apart

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Fingertips tremble on frosted glass,

It’s warm inside, yet she is frozen.

Breath fogs her view,

She breathes in the scent of the merriment.

Laughing, talking, drinking, how have you been?

She is the outsider looking in.

She is of a feather,

But a flock apart from the rest.

The large tavern window is an impenetrable barrier,

A single hot tear rolls down her cold cheek.

Yearning spilling from her eyes,

Begging to belong.

Jealous of their happiness.

She is the same as others,

Yet invisible.

She shivers in the winter evening,

Alone.

Reluctantly, turning away from the window.

Shoulders drooped, she shuffles off into the night.

Wrapping her arms about herself

For warmth, craving comfort.

Her uneven breath leaves a trail behind her.

A mere ghost in the darkness.

Unnoticed; solitary.

She is of a feather,

But a flock apart from the rest.

Surviving Winter

Helloooooo!  It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, but that is now OVER!!!!!  The Winter seriously tried to eat a hole through my brain as of late, but now that it’s officially Spring, I have hopped back into my writing mojo and will be posting much, much more often!

This Winter, I have noticed many things that seemed different to me than any other previous Winter.  It seems people have just gotten REALLY cranky, not to mention downright ANTSY waiting for all this snow to melt.  But, this year, it’s a double edged sword, especially since there will be a LOT of flooding of the rivers this year.  Living so close to Downtown Stillwater, I have seen the river rise almost overnight and it’s scary.  It makes me concerned for those who have property or a job down there.  Not even half the snow and ice on the river has melted and it’s already getting too close for comfort at the Water Street Inn.

I’m just really grateful to have survived this grueling Winter with most of my sanity intact!  It wasn’t easy, but keeping active has really helped with this last part of the frosty season.  So, my readers…. how did you survive this Winter?  What kept you moving forward instead of hiding in your nice warm beds?  If I get enough interesting answers, I may have to come up with a prize for the most unique.   🙂

HAPPY SPRING!!!!!!

Getting back on track, I will be posting biographies on Mondays and having Weeds Wednesdays coming back as well, so stay tuned!