On my old cement bench
Where the colored tiles have faded
Sits my two furry muses
One at my feet…
One at my side…
Alert for anything unusual around us.
Their fur is the shade of the tree’s bark
While the dog’s eyes are the color of the forest floor…
And the cat’s orbs are startling, like spring’s new growth.
My patient companions wait for me
As my pen fills the blank journal pages.
Their constant presence introduces me…
To the possibilities around us
To being in the moment
To giving unconditional love.
These furry muses tell me a lot
Without ever uttering a single word.
The afternoon sun filters through the trees
Allowing its beams to caress me gently
With the day’s splendor and hope.
I breathe in the gift
I can almost touch the silence.
My senses feast on the beauty
All in a warm winter’s day
While I sit on my bench in the forest
Grateful for its blessings.
Sitting in thick dust
Taking up precious space
Are things of your past
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31 thoughts on “End of Winter Poetry”
Thanks, Billy 🙂
That is a wonderful haiku. So true–dusty, taking up space, but memories I can’t get rid of.
I know, Jacqui! Hard to let go and it makes you sneeze!
Wonderful poetry, Denise. All are wonderful but the furry muses really made me smile. And from “Light’ I love the line “I can almost touch the silence.”
Thanks, Mae:) It’s nice to share the forest writing space with my companions. I almost cut that line, but liked it too much, so glad I didn’t.
Great to see the furry muses keep you company and protect you. Terrific poems, Denise!
Thank you, Miriam:) I’m glad they come along with me. I was surprised our kitty joined us and they do protect me.
Yes, pets are protective of their masters and mistresses. 🤗
Lovely poetry, Denise. 🙂
Thank you Harmony 🙂
I love all three of these, Denise. The first two have a wonderful sense of emerging spring and the haiku is a beautiful capture of what we leave behind. Great post.
Thank you, Diana! Spring is sure starting to make its presence known and a time I love. My decluttering has certainly become a journey.
Hi, Denise! I love these more every time I read them. Beautiful! <3
Thank you, Vashti:) Your comment has made me smile.
Lovely, lovely, Denise. Your furry muses captivate me as well. Things of our past definitely take up precious space. ♥
Thank you, Gwen:) Our furry muses offer so much with all their love behind it. Space becomes so precious to me as I progress in time. Xo
Lovely Denise, your poems definitely gave me that warm feeling of spring.
Thanks, Eden:) We got a really early spring which I decided to go explore. Glad you got the warm feelings of it! Xo
Oh, I love these Denise! Hard to pick a favorite.
Thanks, Joan:) The ideas flow on that bench!
Love these, Denise! Makes me want spring to come that much sooner!
Thank you, Julie:) It came too soon, but I enjoyed it anyways. Hope your spring comes quickly!
Love these, Denise. One of my greatest pleasures is to watch my cat taking in the scents and sounds of the outdoors 🙂
Thanks, Jacquie:) I am always comforted by my pets. They being do much joy and I agree watching them take the environment in a way we can’t unless through them.
These poems are lovely and thought provoking, Denise. What fun to have muses which are pets.
Thank you, Robbie:) I am lucky to have them.
Just incredibly beautiful, Denise! It is true poetry watching spring start to emerge! Thank you for sharing!
It is, Jan. One of my favorite things is spring.