A bunch of robins
Sitting and waiting on spring
In a field of grass
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I don’t know why, but a day or so ago I came upon this open grassy area and turned to look at it. I honestly think there were about twenty robins just sitting there for no reason. They were turned in all directions as if waiting for something – not sure I have seen anything like it before. I guess maybe they thought, “if we congregate and concentrate together, spring will get here soon.” I hope it works, fingers crossed.
Snow filled summer seats
Frozen white powdered landscape
Trees hanging heavy
Thermometer quit
Packed up its bags and moved south
Be back next summer
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Record cold high yesterday, record low last night, record cold high today – I think it might be time to find a tropical port somewhere warm and sandy. How about you? Are you ready for spring? Just give me a like if you are.
Slip-sliding today
Frozen ground drenched in bright white
Teeth chattering cold
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Thought we might need this today.
Cold songbird singing
A cheerful tune in winter
Hoping for the spring
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Dead brown leaves dancing
One by one and two by two
Together they fly
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Trees swaying – shaking
Branches blown by the stiff breeze
Racing through the limbs
Rosy morning light
Steamy coffee in the mug
I start to wake up
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Always enjoyed this one. Good song to listen to as you drink a cup. So, sit back, sip from your favorite mug, and relax this Saturday morning.
Spitting snow today
Ocean dreams washing through me
Filled with warm salt air
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So dark this morning
Storms crept slowly in last night
Bringing rain showers
A Poetry Journey 