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Tiring the heart--
mountains and ocean
too much beauty


White petals drops
to a patchwork
of mixed emotions

Hvide kronblade falder
til et kludetæppe
af blandede følelser
Errant maple leaf
Pokes its head out of the bush:
"I'm a tree!" it shouts.

..days after

well into spring,
frightfully I worry
ballpoint, I plea,
let us once more honor
our season of breath
..FRI/Apr.19/2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony; reaching into the poet's mind
spring dawn 
birds revved up
like cars at a light

(Cross-posted at But Wait, There's More!)

Blinded by the ice on the pond
I hoped on spring


in a pot on the windowsill
waiting for the spring

Diana Teneva

Saturday mornıng…

Saturday mornıng…
the daffodils drooping
with snow

Diana Teneva


we'll be slippering it
to the store
for now, I'll praise
these heavy boots and smile
..Tuesday, March 5, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony

All though
in the mist of Winter
Mother Earth
show hers impatience
Snowdrops and Winter Aconite
to show her trust in Spring

golden cut –

golden cut –
the Fibonacci spiral
in a snail shell 
Diana Teneva 

Asters like to group
In funny little clusters
Of gossiping blooms.


thought a lesser bloom
holding no glory of spring
but He, knows whats best

Drop of rain water
Suspended in a spider's web
Trembles so slightly.
tiny flowers
on the raspberry canes
light rain
oriental poppies
shed their petals
the sun
takes a toll of potted plants
dead lupins
dandelions  -
of suns and moons
the stream
wild geraniums
on the edges of fields

blind wisteria
gropes around the stockade fence
in its reach for sun