Words and photos by Yvonne.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Small Stones 1-4

Red tailed hawks
over my
vermillion horizon,
almost touching
the clouds
that float
in their cerulean wash.

Salvia, sage, santolina
humbly obedient to rains kiss
their sharp, pleasant smells
rising under the crescent moon

Wintertime windowsill
cultivating pelargoniums
sensual aroma
 to keep my thumb green

Sunlightrays of crimson red,
then honey gold,

create mesmerizing shadows...

to cheer me up this morning.

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